Back to School Blues

Usually I am quite excited to get back into the routine of school. But, this year feels a little different. For the first time in a long time (2002) I will not have a child at Archbishop O'Hara. How strange! Having your own child at the school where you teach is a balancing act. Sometimes you are too hard on them because you know too much. Sometimes you let them slide because you know too much. You are always mom first and remembering confidentiality, limits, boundaries, can be quite challenging! But, I will miss seeing Matt in the hall. And, now I will worry from a distance about whether he is going to class, who he is hanging out with, and what he is up too.

It's out last one to start college. It all seems so odd. Boys are definitely different than girls. We haven't had the countless trips to the mall to get just the right rug and bedspread. No 60.00 visits to Beauty Brands for the liter sale to stock up for all semester. I miss it. A little.