This summer a door is slowly swinging shut on a part of Sun’s life. I’m looking through the door and watching Sun as he approaches the change that is coming, unaware of the significance of starting school.
He has never been one to linger. He runs through doors, excited to see what lies ahead, rarely looking back.
I hover under the lintel a moment, quietly saying goodbye to what has come before, sad to shut the door on the early part of his life.
I’ll hold his hand and let him pull me into the next room, the next chapter. I’ll hold his hand until he’s ready to let mine go.
I’m linking up with The Gallery this week where the theme is Door. Love the theme this week, check out some of the other entries if you have a chance.