At the intersection of earlier bedtimes and mountains of paperwork for mom, is an amazing miracle of life: Newness. A miracle? Yes. It is remarkable how our brains are wired in that almost anything new is exciting (I had to say almost everything since I have never been to prison or stranded on a desert island, though even the latter might be fun for a day or two). Seriously. I get excited about new aluminum foil and dishwashing detergent...even if it's the same brand-I like having a full container.
Newness is one of life's gifts to us. It tells me that yesterday is forgotten. That I have another chance. A grown-up do-over, so-to-speak.
For that reason, I have a confession: I have always loved the first day of school and disliked all the rest. I am a huge school supporter and educate my kids all summer long. But once the newness is gone, What is there to look forward to?
Somewhere in the 179 days that follow each year, greatness is found. Disciplines are established. True friendships are forged. Respect is learned. Gratitude is launched.
So, here's to loving all those other days in life, the ones that really count. Because grades are not handed out on any firsts.
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