Spring Time Blues

My son just finished Kindergarten last week. He got his yearbook, which his friends and teachers signed- heehee. He had his school program. They had field day. They had this Senior luncheon during which the Kindergarteners each with their own senior buddy is "presented;" it was kind of like a "passing of the torch." Experiencing the end-of-the-school-year events with him has made me nostalgic for when I was in high school (and younger). The end of the school year always made me very sad. I'm not quite sure why. I remember at the end of 5th grade, feeling really sad, almost panicked, that I was not going to see busdriver Jim anymore. I have no idea why this made me so sad. I guess as I got older, the stress of finals and prom took a toll on my emotions. There was always so much to do in the spring time, and seemingly not enough time for everything. There was tennis season, the school play, the Spring music concert, not to mention the beautiful weather, and the desire to just hang out with my friends and do nothing. I remember in college, once tennis was over, wanting to go hang out in the quad in the nice weather, but opting to go to the library to study, only to lack the concentration to actually retain anything, and LONGING to go outside. Even though I am no longer on an academic calendar, my husband thinks that the spring weather just triggers these stressed emotions in me, sort of like Pavlov's dog. Woof woof.

My son has been out of sorts the last few days. I am sure that part of it is the end of the school year. He really liked his teacher, and was with her for the entire school year. When he had gone to daycare, he was not with any one teacher for as long as he was with his Kindergarten teacher. I guess I know how he feels. This, too, shall pass.