For many years I have subscribed to Rich Galen’s newsletter Mullings. And every year when the beginning of the school year comes he sends the same column:
The children of America are going back to school. And, in nearly every household, there is at least one person who is standing over the kitchen sink in tears, wondering where the years have gone.
I understand. Every year at this time, I remember a wonderful essay I heard on NPR ... A woman talked about the day she sent her daughter to kindergarten for her first day of school.
“My husband told me not to cry,” she wrote, “because tomorrow she would still be in kindergarten.”
“But, he was wrong,” the essay continued. “‘Tomorrow’, she went to college.”
This year we dropped Fletch off at Duke. This year was tomorrow.