We’re back at it: the routine that September brings. Full calendars. Coordinated schedules. Structured time. Registration fees. The never-ending saga of the question that has no easy answer: “what do you want for dinner?”
September ushers in sweeping changes. You can smell it in the air. You can feel it in the breeze. Sweater weather and socks.
It doesn’t matter how old you get or how your priorities change, the transition from summer to fall brings back memories of starting school, or moving out to go to school, or moving on altogether. The angst is both excitement and uncertainty.
Parents walking a little one to daycare or kindergarten, there is one thing you have to do when you reach the door to the classroom: walk away. You have to turn around and let them figure it out. They will. Or they won’t and you’ll get a call. But you have to let them try. Hardest damn thing to do.
Parents moving their grown children into a dorm room or an off-campus apartment, the same rules apply. Put their boxes down and walk away. Let them plot out their next chapter by setting their