This week, there has been something about the squeal of school bus brakes outside my window that has brought me back to the first day of school as an empty nester. I wrote this mixture of reflection/poetry/lyrics as I juggled the memories of being a young mom, scrambling to get the kids ready and on the bus, to the quiet tug on my empty-nester heart. First posted on August 31, 2022, the sentiment felt timeless this morning. Hope you enjoy :) Happy Poetry Friday Everyone! An
