Tonight, Sam and I went for our traditional End of the Summer ice cream cone. We're a little later this year than usual. In years past, I always brought him on the last day of his summer vacation - the eve of his first day of a new year at school. I figured it would hopefully ease his nerves, or at least distract him from his anxiety over the day and days ahead.
But we're running later this year because this is the first year that Sam isn't going onto school. And today, being the last day of summer, was our last chance to have an ice cream in our send-off to the summertime.
So, off we went - to continue our tradition together, to spend a little time together and to hopefully distract from the anxiety of the days ahead. The only difference is, this time, the anxiety I'm talking about is mine.
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