It was the first school day yesterday. It is always a day that I would prefer to stay in bed all day, covered by warm blankets and not expose myself to the world.
But I had to go to work and it was hard. All the coworkers that have small kids had a free day either to take their children for the first time to kindergarten or they took their children for the first time to school.
In the office there were left only:
- coworkers with older kids who loved to tell their memories - how was the first day of school each year for their children
- younger coworkers who loved to listen to those stories - because they are looking forward to taking their future children for the first time to kindergarten / school.
I didn't feel good when coming home. So the first thing that I did was putting my sneakers on and I went jogging - for the first time in months. I felt great afterwards.
Today I will have to listen all day how expensive school is (by the way: the schools in my country are free of charge - financed by high taxes that we all (including me) pay, parents need to buy only books).
I hate this complaining. I would give anything in the world to be able to buy schoolbooks for our children.
(our children are safe in heaven*. They do not need any books).
*I am not really religious. But somehow I have chosen to believe that our children do live somewhere.
I am attaching a photo of a church near Ravenna that we visited few years ago. I loved the mosaic. It is just wonderful.