A First…Again

You’d think that after twelve first-day-of-school moments forDear Daughter # 1 and eight first-day-of-school moments for Dear Daughter # 2, I’d be used to watching them head out the door (or the car) at the start of yet another year.

But I’m not.

Somehow, each year, I still find get hit with the same case of nerves as I did the year before. Will it be a good year? Will they hit any rough patches?Will they be happy? Will they make newfriends?

I guess it’s normal. They are, after all, my kids.

This...