Fall is approaching. The air carries a cooling moistness, capturing our attention and confirming changes to come. I sense in my children anticipation and excitement coupled with dread and mock boredom.  School starts in a week and all of the preparations are underway.  The biggest of course, being "Back to School" shopping and my childrens' task of educating me on "What's hot, what's not."  
     Tried though I have for my children not to be brand conscious, the truth is retail arrogance has stricken my household. Attempts to steer another direction are like struggling in quicksand and merely confirm to them my lack of intelligence.  As I ponder how I ended up in this position, I catch a friend's posting on Facebook.  
     She is sending her daughter to her final year of high school.  How did that happen? Just last year she was celebrating her seventh birthday. I am reminded that time is precious. My own daughter is entering middle school this year with heightened anxiety.  
      New faces, new places, new challenges.  We meet them daily, whether we are heading out to middle school or our first day at a new job. So I switch gears. Instead of lamenting my children's attraction to labels,  I tell my daughter how confident I am that she will love middle school and all the opportunities it brings.  In that moment, we are both reminded of what is most important.

Mama Kim
 


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