And Then There Was High School

The time has come, my friends, for me to admit it.

I have a high schooler in the house.
With the completion of 8th grade, it happened.

Suddenly, there he was, our oldest child, no longer a Kindergartener. Instead I see before me a man-boy or boy-man. Somewhere between childhood and 'all that lies beyond' is where I find him.

The time went too quickly just like my dad told me it would.
"Wait until they get in school, Dorie," he had knowingly said. "It will go by faster than you can imagine."

So far it has.

With four more short years to mentor, teach, and educate him, my husband and I feel a bit pressed.
Like most parents we want to "get it right."

There have been hours spent in prayer, planning, and preparation.
I am sure there will be even more.

And as we prepare for the next four years,
somehow I keep thinking of the A-Team and these words:
"I love it when a plan comes together."

What? Did you think this post was going to be a teary-eyed mom-son sentimental message?
*Pictures from this post.

1 comment:

  1. Oh my, I know exactly how you are feeling, I have a highschooler this year. It seems like her life has just been a flash and now we are beginning highschool. Time sure does fly by.


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