With my son getting the "all-clear" after his surgery and two more away with Gramma, the reality of school starting in less than three weeks has me a bit panicked. I'm feeling like I did back in High School when August rolled around and I could only reflect on a wasted Summer. As I look around, I see nothing has gotten done. Nothing was sorted through or put away, not one thing. So, I sit here reflecting, once again, on a wasted Summer.
This was a Summer of worrying, which as we all know does not do anyone any good. This was also a Summer of spending time alone with the one son who never had me to himself. I suppose it wasn't really wasted at all.
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