May 30

It's hard to believe it, but today was the last day of school. 

Isaac bade farewell to his junior year, while Brady finished his three-year tenure in middle school. This fall, they'll go to school together one more time: one big fish, one little fish.

I know how we got here --time passed, just as it has since it began-- but that doesn't mean it doesn't feel a bit surreal. How on earth can my children be finished with elementary and middle school? How is Isaac just a single year from high school graduation? How is Abby a year from finishing college? And how is Brady a freshman? Surreal is a good word for it.

But another good word for it is "blessed." Because we are, and I am grateful for that. And I will cling to that word --and that reality-- on the days when time feels like it's moving along too quickly for my taste.