August bank holiday closes, and Autumn approaches. Not long until Zed returns to school. I've dreaded this week for a while. Why does September always hit so hard?
It's change, and I hate change!
Having Zed home makes me feel safe... I always cry when the holidays end, as odd at it may be. Most mothers I know get the flags out this time of year. I fear Thursday morning. I panic and worry. This time next year, he will be changing schools - The BIG school. The years have flown, and it uneases me.
