This school bag belonging to my youngest son has been on the floor, half in our kitchen doorway since the beginning of the first Covid lockdown in March 2020.
I decided it was finally time to say goodbye to that last half of a normal school year before the pandemic started.
First the bag itself went in with the shopping bags. Next, a plastic filing pocket went into the office supplies. Finally, we looked through the couple of notebooks - a handwriting practice book and a reading log, and decided they could be recycled.
I've always been aware of how much I can't keep up with in my children's lives; how fleeting the moments of their childhoods are, and how much I'm not involved with at school. I just hope, and try, to catch enough of them.
But it's the little details that make me realise how much I've taken normality for granted.
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