No Like First Day of School

The first day of school is really not my favorite. I'd go so far as to say I actually hate it. It means that summer is coming to an end. It means that I have to be more scheduled. It means life speeds up. It means Landon is closer to being one year older. One more year I don't get to see him as much. One more year closer to him leaving our home. It means one more transition. And as much as I love change, I don't love it. And that's how I felt this first day of school. I cried the whole night before. I cried when Landon waved bye to me from the window as he took his first bus ride to school. I cried as I thought of him all day. I cried when he told me he cried at lunch time because he missed me. Maybe that's more crying than normal because there's a baby growing in my womb, but either way, I still don't like the first day of school. I even forgot my camera to take pictures of his first day. I forgot it last year too and had to take pictures of his second day of school. Maybe I'll post a picture of his third day of school since today school was cancelled due to the typhoon.