The day is here. Back to school. Happy? Sad? I’ll call it bittersweet.
I don’t know about you, but I love new school supplies. The total geek in me rears it’s ugly head and secretly loves going school supply shopping with my kids. There’s something about everything being so crisp and new. Everything orderly and shiny bright. The whole school year stretching before you and hoping with all your might that it will be a good one and THIS will be the year that I stay organized. Am I talking about the kids or me? Who knows.
HAHAHAHAHAHA. I love a good dream, don’t you?
Yes, and we all can dream and do our best. I remember, clear as a bell, thinking in high school that I would keep up! keep up! keep up! with my French class and really get it and stay on top of it….this year. I wouldn’t fall behind and get left in the dust. Humph. That didn’t work out so well. Bonjour! In my mind I am a raging francophile, who has a far greater knowledge of the language than I really do. Maybe I’ll end up mastering Rosetta Stone classes in my retirement and go to my grave uttering in French.
The beginning of the school year always signals a New Year to me. Forget January 1st. At that point, you are worn out from the holidays, the cold weather has set-in and all you want to do is hibernate, eat carb-laden foods and drink hot chocolate with swirls of wonderous whipped cream. Who REALLY has the energy to think about, let alone commit, to resolutions then? Not I. I’ll cast some broad-sweeping “hopes” in January and try to keep to them, but I don’t kill myself over it.
Instead, September is my month. Happy New Year! The kids are going back to school, I can hear myself think again and hopefully pay attention to and focus on what they are telling me. The thoughts, that is. Even though it’s still warm out, autumn is around the corner and, I don’t know about you, but fall energizes the heck out of me. Just the thought of it revs my engines…..rawr! I’m a fall girl. Crisp weather, golden sun…bring on the projects and the good intentions, I am motivated to actually get them done! That’s why I use this time of the year as my New Year. New thoughts, new ideas, commitments. Now’s the time for re-assessing, re-doing or re-attempting. Good starts and good ju-ju!
I’m going to sharpen a brand new Ticonderoga and make some notes for the New Year….
We will open the book. Its pages are blank. We are going to put words on them ourselves. The book is called Opportunity and its first chapter is New Year’s Day. ~Edith Lovejoy Pierce