School Supply Shopping and Painful Memories

2012 First Day

2012 First Day

Sharpened pencils, blank notebooks, new crayons with gorgeous sharp points.  The erasers are still pink, the socks are still white, and the tissue boxes remain unopened.  Everything is crisp, new, and the promise of a wonderful year sits on the horizon.  Books ready to be read, and fun games that help everyone learn the rules are some the jewels of the magical first day of school.  I used to love everything about the beginning of a new school year.

Everything about me changed last year.

Today, we went shopping for the items on the list.  We piled pencils, new erasers, markers, tissues, and everything two kids need for the next ten months of learning.  My kids are a mix of happy, sad, nervous, and excited.  I wore my usual “public” face and helped them through the lists, as my stomach churned and my heart continued to hurt.

Last year, the Wednesday before school began, as a family, we took Scott to his daily radiation appointment, bought new shoes, went school supply shopping, and unknowingly ate our final restaurant meal as a family of four.

Less than a week later, my mom brushed two kids’ hair, fed them breakfast, took pictures, and loaded up the supplies to take my kids to their magical first day of school.  As she prepared them for their first day, I sat in the hospital room, praying, listening to doctors, and understanding that Scott was no longer living, but a body being kept alive by machines.  It was time to face the fact: beating cancer is more than positive thinking and a strong will to live.let me be sad

As my mom dropped the kids off at school, I called. “They need to come here now.  It’s time….” I said.

“We’ll be there as soon as we can,” my mom said.

Last year, on the first day of school, there were no sharp pencils, get to know you games, or fun stories for our family.  Instead, are the memories of the most painful goodbye we ever said.

About Courtney

I am a wife, mother, teacher, photographer and writer. Trying to figure out this thing called life. While the road twists and turns, I am loving the journey.
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10 Responses to School Supply Shopping and Painful Memories

  1. Amy Mayo says:

    I am continually amazed by your strength, grace and ability to face each day – particularly those shadowed with such pain.

    ♡♡ thoughts are with you and yours, my friend.

  2. Kathy@kissingthefrog says:

    I have chills. I didn’t realize it was the first day of school. I’m so sorry that you all have that association now. Hugs, always hugs.

  3. Abby says:

    So sorry. That just stinks.

  4. Steph says:

    Wow, Courtney. I pray this year will bring more happy memories as they begin school.

  5. Annette McClendon says:

    Lump in my throat and praying that you are comforted.

  6. Tara Carrico says:

    My heart hurts for you and understands. Six years ago this August 19th, our nine year old little boy passed away. Each year my heart aches a little more this time of year. Prayers for peace in your heart.

  7. Michelle says:

    Prayers and thoughts of strength to you and your children!!! *HUGS*

  8. You are never, never far from my thoughts. I love you, Courtney.

  9. Eileen says:

    I’m so very sorry for your loss. I just discovered your blog (through reading “I just want to be alone”) and your essay about new marriage really struck a cord with me. .. and then I saw that you had lost your husband. I am thankful to have found your blog. Best of luck with the new school year.

  10. Kristi Campbell - findingninee says:

    Oh Courtney. I didn’t realize it was on the first day of school, either. I’m so sorry. Just the smell of new erasers must have brought so many awful and wonderful memories to mind. I think about you and your family all the time. You’re amazing, and I promise, you really do have this. Also, more than that, huge huge hugs and prayers your way, my wonderful friend.

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