I am a father, husband, uncle and chess coach. These are four of my favorite titles. However, fathering is an obsession for me. My son's school has always been "our place." PTA meetings, fundraisers, class parties, literacy nights, field trips, and after school Chess Club, of course, I'm there! So, quite naturally, the first day of school is an event for the entire family. Today is the kick off to another year of impossible challenges that always seem to become possible as time passes.
Just like the first move in the game of Chess. I always anticipate a great battle with hard losses, tough decisions and sacrifices. Yet, as the game progresses, the patterns appear and the logic prevails. One usually finds a rhythm that helps him make the tough choices and keep things moving towards the goal.
As I stood in the hall helping my son open the right locker, I look around for a moment and realize that there were several parents having similar challenges with their new middle schoolers. I paused and inhaled the moment. As my son ran off to class, I helped a few other kids open their lockers, "right-left-right" before I proudly left the building. I'm sure, the boy will remember his glasses tomorrow. He will get to the bus stop on time. And soon, he will learn how to open his locker in a reasonable period of time. I trust that we will find our rhythm soon.
Congrats to all the dad's who walked, drove or followed your kids bus to school like me today.