It’s only February but wheels are already in motion for another season of changes. My oldest will be a senior in high school next school year. I’ve heard that year is hard on many parents with all the changes it represents. Crossing each of those milestones without his dad feels heavy.

I know it might sound like I’m focusing on this too early but I’m learning there is prep before you even realize it’s close. He’s already turned in his course selection for classes. We’ve visited one college campus. I’ve already reached out to a photographer to start booking his senior photos.

We have a lot left on the horizon too before we get there. His actual senior year for one, more college visits, exploring alternatives to college, graduation party planning, and maybe a senior trip.

I try not to get ahead of myself, but time is a wild one. The days can feel long but they also race by in a blur. I also know that I feel better when I’m ahead of things. It gives me a sense of control in the unknown.

It’s surreal to know Tony will miss all our children graduate high school, and I’m a little anxious about what that’s going to feel like for them and me. I already know I’ll watch our sweet first-born child walk across the stage and think to myself, I can’t believe you’re missing this too.

This is also your warning. It’s February, over a year before he graduates and I’m already on this overthinking hamster wheel. Guaranteed, this won’t be the last post on the subject matter.