First Day

The first day of school is like the liquidy center of that throwback 1980s gum I always begged for as a kid. A burst of surprise on a regular weekday. Something new, a flood of possibility. Warm fluidity, everyone bound together by first day jitters and the elation of a new adventure. I can viscerally recall being the precise age my child is now. I’m stunned by how different she is from my childhood self. And grateful that she embraces every tidbit of life, from the mundane to the truly fantastical, with equal parts wonder and delight.

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