full circle
May 27, 2016 § 2 Comments
This morning both children paused patiently to accommodate an end-of-the-year photograph. Long after the bus had delivered them to their last day of school, I was drawn to the image; remembering a photograph from their first day this past August.
In both pictures our son looks rooted to an easy confidence in complete uncertainty. That first fall morning he did not yet have a class schedule for his new school, but he was undaunted. Today, despite lingering anxiety over final exams, he stood unhurried in a moment of delayed sentiment for the significance of the moment.
The greater difference was our daughter.
Leaning against our son this morning, our daughter had shed the tender discomfort of last fall. In August she stood burdened with supplies she held tightly in a backpack pressed securely to her chest; an armor of necessity to ward off sadness and uncertainty. Today her posture was open, unguarded; a genuine mess of ease. The baseball cap that has become her signature accessory and her binder slung haphazardly, cutting the length of her torso as she leaned into a playful posture of amused contentment.
We’ve come full circle, but it’s so much more than milestone photographs and school year celebrations.
Our children are settling into their new community, making our house a home, but they are also becoming more of themselves. This past year they have settled into discomfort in a way that has demanded they look inward for a sense of self they might have previously found in others.
scribblechic 
And has mom come full circle too? 🙂
Absolutely!