I’m thinking about fall and the first day of school.
My Kid’s first day of 4th grade. I started at a new school in a new town in a new state when I was in 4th grade. I remember that time so well and I am a little bit, no, actually a lot shocked that my baby girl is already that old.
9/11 was to be the first day of playgroup for My Kid and I when she was a toddler and we had just moved to New York and I was looking forward to meeting other mothers in the neighborhood.
Katrina happened right before My Kid started kindergarten and since I couldn’t watch the news while she was around I stayed up until 3:00 or 4:00 even 5:00 am several nights in a row. I couldn’t stop watching and being shocked and depressed by the news. Later that school year, I was assigned to the jury of a murder trial that lasted two months.
Last fall, The Husband was in the middle of changing jobs when the economy tanked.
What is the opposite of auspicious?
