So cliche, but how quickly time slips through our fingers. Today I drove Binky and Squeak to school so we could all get Starbucks together. As I drove they both mentioned how they miss being driven to school. We talked about the Poinsettia drop offs, listening to music, talking, and walking all the way to class from the nearby neighborhood where I'd park.
Kalea is graduating in weeks.
Just a stark reminder that a new transition phase is coming my way, and as with all things, it can't be stopped. One must brace oneself for these times and carve a new path.