Ivan's first day of kindergarten, 2013. Photo by Marcel.
lunch is a plate
of delicious sadness.
School beckoned to the final child.
First-day pics of Sam, Max and Chaja.
Love your poem, Rachael- and I’m feeling your pain. Glad you’re holding up ok.
Thanks you two.
How bittersweet! But in time the sadness will be replaced with a stream of uninterrupted words and that creates gladness. Keep writing, you do it so well.
Oh my goodness, how bittersweet! He looks so ready for his new chapter in life. I am looking forward to the “Adventures with Ivan.” It is a strange feeling to embrace when you are not needed so much. Ivan is not the only one who is starting a new chapter. Just think you get to turn your music up loud in car and sing at the top of your lungs while doing errands completely alone, oh yeah!
I leave the school heavy with sadness which is immediately replaced with a feeling that I’m floating three inches off the ground. Yesterday, I was completely fine, then just broke down and sobbed for a few seconds. I wiped my eyes and moved on. I just gotta keep moving on.
Beautiful, Rachael. And those few second sobs, we need them. I hope you are doing a little floating today.
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