imagination in media res

I feel this intensely with E's September 3rd school approaching. The idea that I don’t know all the context, that I’ll miss the moments, that he and I won’t be what we are now. But that’s life. That’s the movement of all things. Nothing’s static and as these kids grow there is more that is separate. Their inner life grows. They become more them. And that’s the gift. Although it seems like there is a diminishing, it’s truly an expansion. An evolution of them and us and the relationship between.