My last first day of school
MINOT, N.D. — In November, I’ll mark my 21st year as a father.
This week, I’ll take the youngest of my children to his first day of kindergarten, which will be the last time I take one of my children to school for the first time.
I’ll admit to having a hard time with this.
It should feel good.
It should feel like a beginning. My son has spent the earliest years of his life learning from his family. It’s time for him to start the profoundly necessary process of learning from other people.
Still, it feels like the beginning of an end to my relevance in his life.
