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Waiting For The Back-To-School Tsunami To Hit

I feel as though I’m standing on a beach looking out at the Atlantic Ocean. The sun is actively burning above but the crisp sea breeze is keeping my skin cool. My feet are turning pink, and tingling as the cold tide washes over them, lodging pebbles and small stones in between my toes as the water is pulled back in preparation for the next rush of water.


Yet I can see it in the distance. That giant wave. With my name on it. And it’s heavily loaded down and seems ready to knock me down, wash over me like the deceivingly gentle tide waters are doing to my feet.

Even from where I’m standing in relative safety, I can see what the oversized wave is carrying along with it and will soon be dumping on top of my head:








I look at that wave, cognizant of the fact that it’s not quite as jam-packed as the ones bearing down on some other families in my town whose children each play multiple sports or on multiple teams per season. But coupled with my writing work, my husband’s work and my desire - intense craving really - for the downtime to afford me the ability to take in and fully appreciate the New England fall foliage, to bake an apple crisp just for fun from apples my family picks at a local orchard and to read the dead tree Sunday newspapers that I get delivered to my home, perhaps even a book, and that far off wave seems ominous, like it could easily consume me, no matter how many calendars I create in an attempt to be somewhat organized and how many life vests I strap onto my back.

But for now, in the waning days of summer, when the kids and I still visit the pool for no reason other than for recreation’s sake, when we watch stupid movies together, take our dog Max for a walk around our neighborhood and sit around and read books on our backyard deck in a spot of shade, I’m going to pretend as though I don’t notice that wave (even though the first hockey practice is tonight). Instead, I’m going to admire the shells, take in the clean air and breathe deeply. I’m gonna need all the breath I can get later.

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