Time Flies…

It doesn’t seem all that long ago that I was starting my Freshman year of High School.

I remember the night before my first day of 9th Grade.  My nerves were quite unsettled because I was not only starting school in a new building, but in a new district as well.  I didn’t know anyone walking in the door.  And when I visited the building previously that week, I realized what a massive structure it really was.  I had never attended school in anything that large in  my life.

My new clothes for the new year were hanging in my closet as I lay in my bed tossing and turning, and I remember picking out in my mind exactly what I would wear, and my alternate plan should it rain. Sleep did not come easy that night, as I sat and wondered what the adventure of high school would be like.

It was an exciting time in my life, starting the closing era of secondary schooling.  I didn’t know then all the changes I would go through.  Like moving half way through my freshman year and finishing in another school 900 miles south.  Only to move schools again for my Sophomore year…which ended up being the school that I’d graduate from.  These later changes were all scary, but somehow the nervousness of all that change didn’t quite compare to that night just before my high school career got underway.

Tonight, I am here typing this blog…my oldest son sleeps in another room, hopefully without anxiety or nervousness…but I probably know better.  He awaits the beginning of his high school career.  I wonder just how nervous he is about it all and if he is really able to get any sleep…or if he is as nervous as I was many moons ago? I don’t want to go and peek in on him just incase he’s sleeping well…but I wonder??

 

I think he has a better advantage that I did going into high school…he’s attended the same “school” for 6 years…it is a Christian School, so it will all be the same friends (some new faces too), in the same building he’s been in for the past three years, as the middle school and high school share a building. Yet, it is going to be a whole different type of experience because there are added responsibilities, new opportunities, and unique challenges he’ll face. I’m excited for him…and I’m nervous for him.  I can only imagine how he feels.

I sometimes look at him and wonder where all that time has gone.  How I cried when I dropped him off in kindergarten, entrusting him to his teachers for better or for worse. How excited I was for him when he started Middle school and when he graduated middle school this past spring. It doesn’t seem that long ago…and here we are watching him start high school.  I can’t imagine the feeling in 4 years when he graduates.  I hope it doesn’t go too fast. I’d like to hold on to him a little longer, squeeze him a bit more.

Sentimental am I…watching time fly. 

xxx Jenn