In the reduced number of cars in the parking lot of the neighborhood pool; in the darkness that comes earlier each night; in the school uniforms that fill my daughters’ closet; in the pencil pouches and composition books waiting patiently on the shelf.
I hear it.
From the school buses driving routes through the neighborhood; from the midday silence, so recently broken by children calling to one another; from the absence of the ice cream truck jingle passing the house each afternoon; from the zipping and unzipping of new book bags and lunchboxes.
I feel it.
The anticipation of seeing old friends, making new ones; the nervousness of first-day jitters; the anticipation of learning interesting facts, mastering new concepts; the sense of security that comes with familiar routines.
Another summer is ending, a new school year beginning. We hold fondly to the past while moving hopefully toward the future.
I’m thankful for the changes in this season of our lives. They keep me on my toes, never sitting still, always moving forward.
This post is linked to Thankful Thursday hosted by Women Taking a Stand.