It was the first day of school for my kids today and, as I have become accustomed to, I felt some of their jitters and nervousness as well. It’s interesting to see my son’s reticence to interact with me in the ways in which he’s so habituated but it’s nothing less or more than him trying to find his way as an individual. One day soon he may very well forget to even say goodbye but that is the nature if this isn’t it?
My daughter still hasn’t formed a fixed idea of herself as separate from us nor has she yet learned to be embarrassed by sort skews of affection. Perhaps she never will but I know the look in my 10 year old’s eyes and how his face twists trying to tell me he loves me while still looking cool and aloof.
Anicca vata sankhara.
Cattāri Brahmavihārā 
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