The kids went back to school today. And I find myself lonely – no noise, no distractions, and no interruptions. I miss:
- Their little voices
- Their big voices
- Kids running in and out of the house all day
- Spilled milk
- Dirty dishes
- Wet bathing suits and towels laying on the floor
- Tripping over sandals in the hallway and mudroom
- Reminding them to please shut the door since the air is on
- Reading with them
- Playing board games and cards
- Playing outside
- Their disagreements and hearing them make peace with each other
- Their laughter
- Their energy
- Hugs
- Special moments
- “I love you” throughout the day
They were excited to go back to school. But I feel torn – happy for them, but not for me. I find myself wishing we had more time, a longer summer. The weekend is only four days away…