My senior high school student returns today from the final school trip of his young academic life today. Both of my offspring have been educated in the Montessori method since preschool, and the school of their later years requires all students to go on trips at the start of the year that involve nature in some way or another. Nature and community.
Cole has been canoeing on the Namekagon River since Monday with 50 or so of his fellow seniors and I hope it has been a positive experience for the boy.
This week has given me a preview of what next year might look like, depending on Cole’s plans directly following high school. We assume college, of course, but one thing I have learned is to never assume anything in life.
Here’s what I’ve noticed in the past four days:
- There is less laundry.
- I feel less compelled to cook.
- I have to invent reasons to leave the house in my vehicle.
- It’s very quiet, and that’s not the worst thing.
I like how life prepares you, slowly if you’re lucky, to let each little bird test the world beyond the nest. College is one really gentle way we get to do this, albeit for that first year and that first child, it doesn’t feel all that gentle in the beginning.
That first year that Aidan left for school, me, Dan and Cole had to find our rhythm as a family of three. And we did.
And I’m sure that first year with no little birds under this roof will also take some adjustments as well.
And we will.
For now, as quiet as the past few days have been, I look forward to getting that boy back home and soaking in these days.
They really do go by so quickly.