September’s Sake
Posted on Saturday, September 1st, 2007 at 12:00.
It’s the second September in 19-years where I’m not starting a new school year. September has marked the ending and beginning of so many periods in my life.
I turned 23 shortly after I completed my last class at Emerson and felt old for the first time. It was the first age when I wasn’t necessarily looking for the next milestone. I’m still adjusting to the idea of life not being delineated by semesters.
Remembering where I came from is increasingly difficult. I’m trying so hard to see where I’m going. It’s funny how important certain events seem when they’re happening, which snapshots of those events will become memories, and how those memories will ultimately be compared in importance. When I think about my childhood, it starts with my dad exclaiming, “You’re a big boy now!” on my first day of first grade and then blurs to missing my mom, missing my friends from high school, missing Alan Hankin, loving Arthur, and stops at my dad smiling at my graduation in May.
I wrote my first grade teacher an email last Sunday. I found her address on my elementary school’s website. Email was just becoming popular when I was in first grade and universities were the only education institutions with websites. She hasn’t emailed me back yet. I hope she at least reads it and remembers the kid who loved to walk down the hallways with the murals of famous NASA photographs. He didn’t grow up to be an astronaut, but he hasn’t lost his lust for exploration.
Photo credit: NASA
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