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Two weeks ago I knew I needed to write this post.  For one, I’ve been wanting to show photos of our oldest son’s recent room refresh, and Two, I know I’m not the only one nurturing and training up a child who doesn’t quite fit “the mold.”  As our oldest son’s high school graduation draws near, I’m revisiting emotions and old assumptions which at times have fit uncomfortably like insecurity, ashamedly like comparison, enough so that I’m ripping open raw places once healed in an effort to re-establish a firm foundation of assurance, hope and trust.  I suspect there are other parents out there who wrestle with the same types of things, recognizing differences in their children, wondering at them, continually worrying while simultaneously celebrating unique skills and gifts not quite measurable, hoping beyond hope for bright futures while fearing they may look different from “success” we’ve seen before. I…

The spring sun warms my face as I walk toward the front doors of the junior high.  7th and 8th grade students fan out from the doors, their childlike faces filled with joy and relief as they escape the structure of yet another school day. I quickly catch sight of him, strolling out in his black school-logoed hoodie, his trendy, over-priced backpack slung over his right shoulder. I raise my hand to wave, the usual thrill of seeing him each afternoon overcoming any protocol, eager to connect with him and hear the details of his day. As he draws near, I notice he is not smiling.  Matter of fact, his face reflects….What is that? Aggravation?  Or wait just a moment…..Could it be (by golly I think it is!)…..scorn?? And before I can even say hello, he grumbles, “Mom, what are you doing?” In a split second I understand.  Unlike…

I just tucked three amazing kids into bed on this last night of summer vacation. Tomorrow night will be the first school night of the new year. But my goodness, we are READY: Let’s see, 3 boxes of 24 count crayons, 2 boxes 48 count pencils, 3 Fiskars scissors, 14 glue sticks, 5 composition notebooks, two boxes 24 count colored pencils, 2 pink pearl erasers, 4 boxes tissues, 2 containers clorox handiwipes…. Wait. Does anyone else shake his/her head at these supply lists?  I still remember my mom purchasing notebooks, folders, and a brand spankin’ new 64 count crayola box with built-in sharpener, but tissues and clorox wipes?   What is going on here? Anyway, back to readiness.  Not only are we prepped with school supplies, honey.  We’ve got the SHOES: Ahhh, can you just for a moment relish in the remembrance of new school shoes!? ~7th grade, white leather Nikes,…