This would have been Eric's senior year of high school. While the need for new crayons and pencils wouldn't have been an issue, seeing those things in stores always brings that "back to school" feeling.
I always made pancakes or eggs on the first day of school as if a special breakfast could insulate Emma and Eric from any anxiety about the start of the new year. They would both roll their eyes as their dad insisted on taking their picture together in front of the mantle.
I hadn't looked at this picture, Emma's senoir year and Eric's freshman, since the day I took it. I didn't remember that while two years younger, he was as tall as his sister. To me they both look so full of promise.
The start of the new school year. The class of 2011 will hold a place in my heart. I wish them well.
