Ellen is having a garage sale today. She decided that she could make some money for summer this way and I was glad to have her take some of the things we have around the house.
It's not even noon and she's already sold over $900.
It's humbling to see one's possessions assembled, marked and offered for resale. There is a sense of ending and beginnings in a garage sale like this. The bedspread that I had specially made for Ellen when she was 6 is now going for $5. Nathan's soccer pic that I spent days selecting the frame will go for less than $10. And books -- many books that I've read and now have on tape or on audible are going for pennies on the dollar.
Still, it's a sense of relief to move on past the middle school years into the full throttle of high school and beyond. We are chucking the bicycles to make way for the cars. We're selling the VCR so that the DVD's will have more room. The cassette tapes? Some antique dealer will make a killing.
Life marches on and on and on and we hear the cadence, pick up the drum, march along to the beat.
We have less than three years left to "raise" our kids. The truth is, they are already raised, it's just the feeding and caring for them that we are doing now. The foundations are poured, the paths are forged and we're moving to higher ground.
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