It has been so hard, finding my way back to the boards, the blog, poetry. Back from vacation, sure, but plunged immediately into the insanity of my older son's first year of high school - a performing arts school, with auditions the second week of school, which meant hustling to help him prepare a new monologue and a contemporary jazz song. All this along with watching him take public transportation on his own, a hundred thousand anxieties on my part.
But all is well; he was cast, he met a girl, he knows the way home.
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