We're screaming up on the end of the school year here and in between the request for baked goods, teacher gifts, exams, concerts, and celebrations, I can't help but reflect on the passage of time. And yes, how can one not say "hooray it's summer!" On the plus side: no more homework (and all the attendant nagging) and no more rousting kids out of bed before 7:00 a.m. We can settle into a more relaxed schedule with time for exploring Paris and reading (a big pursuit in our family), plus some traveling. There will be hikes, picnics, rainy days at the movies, sunny days at the pool, and (if I play my cards right with my kids), some museum adventures too. Plus there'll be a week alone with my husband when the kids head to the Alps and Brittany for their own adventures.
And yet, good friends are leaving. Will we see them again or not? E-mail, Facebook, and VOIP phone can help sustain these friendships but I know they won't all survive. Plus our own time in Paris is ticking down. Next year it will be me in the frenzy of packing out and sobbing as our days here come to a close. I'm not ready for that. And I'm not sure whether I will be then either.