This time next week we will be on the cusp of the kids going back to school. I always remembered this to be a happy time for me when I was in school. That joy usually lasted about one day when I had re-connected with school friends I had seen for summer, and now realized another long 10 months in the same institutional learning facility. I remember it being a very joyous occasion for my mother in particular. My father worked and was often gone when I woke up and got ready. One year Mum was particularly giddy when the first day of school came. Im not sure if it was the coffee, what was in the coffee, the medications, or a combination of all of the above. One day I’ll have to ask her about that.
