I was listening to Albert Hammond singing All I need is the Air that I breathe this week as I travelled into the kids school. And I was already in a fairly emotional state. You see my eldest had started his last year of school. The last day of 14 years of school. The end of an era. I couldn’t get enough air into my lungs as he drove off down the lane. And the tears rolled down my cheeks as I listened to the song.
I had taken a picture of my two little darlings together outside the house since he started Junior Infants in Dunhill. And we had taken the picture in the same place every year. Incidentally we had to take it in a different place this year due to the bath being outside after a little post bathroom renovation.
To all the parents of young children out there who are starting their adventures in school. Enjoy it. Enjoy it with them, also enjoy for a little bit without them. It’s a necessary part of growing up, and so challenging at times. But as they gradually bring home poems and pictures to stick on the fridge- you’ll realise how much they are learning. And then confuse you with maths and Irish….
You just have to let them go. But it’s hard. And it gets a little easier as the days goes on. I’ll be a little inconsolable next year with the whole going-away-to-college. But we won’t worry about that yet. And I’ll still have the youngest to fawn over- But wherever they go, they’ll hopefully remember me always quoting them this from the eminently knowledgeable Winnie the Pooh.
And so to the final one. Well, from this chapter anyway.