"Seasonally' Vulnerable

This whole back to school thing is a bit bitter sweet for me. Facebook keeps showing me posts of September pasts and I'm faced with the reality of life and loss. That while my boys have grown and aged out of high school, I've another that has and continues to slip away from what was, what could be...

So while others scramble to drop off and pick up, post their joyful beginnings, I scramble to find a moment of lucidity to squeeze in a bedside lesson. Or creatively adapt something that is supposed to be easy into, ummm yea...easy.
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I am not sharing this out of resentment but out of a place of not wanting to dismiss those of us who's lives are 'other'. I am 'seasonally' vulnerable and along with that comes a melancholy ache that more often than I care to admit, seeps into my gut and crushes my heart.