The New Beginning

I love September because it always means new beginnings. It's my birthday but it's also the start of the school year and we're off on a totally new adventure. I must have been 3 or 4years old but I can still remember having breakfast with my Grandfather in Roanoke, Va one bright September morning and hearing the Jay birds calling to each other as groups of children walked down the hill from Avenham Avenue on their way to school. The air was crisp, the sense of anticipation was palpable and it was all so new. It's the new year with new classmates, new shoes, more grown up clothes bought just for school, pristine notebooks and textbooks.

Kate started school this morning and so for me, too, it was the end of a somewhat laidbck summer when i could just go straight to the office. But now I am into the routine where I take Kate to school and then circle back uptown to the office. We hauled all her new notebooks and stuff down to school and then I had time to walk through the Union Square Greenmarket on my way to the subway. But I became very emotional about beginnings and endings because we've done this same routine now for 9 years since 2002 when Kate started in kindergarten at Friends.