Friday, August 12, 2011

First Last

It may look like a bunch of folded laundry, but to my mother's heart it's so much more.  
She's laying everything out, packing, 
getting ready for her first day - of her last year of college.  
The summer is drawing to an end and we will pack up her things,
 no longer in a simple backpack that she'll bring home and empty out at the end of each day,
 but to a house that she'll live in for many months. 
It is how things are supposed to go, it's all good, in a bittersweet way.

Day 12

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