School Bells

We are a two weeks from school starting.  Very important years for my sons.  Twelfth grade and ninth grade. They received their schedules today. No beads of sweat on their brows, no fear of the first day.  All three seem to be a little lax in their view of what is right in front of them.  Was I like this?  My first day of high school was like no other.  New kid, new school, new state for that matter.  I was only quiet for the first week and then I began to feel comfortable. This is a perfect opportunity to reinvent yourself.  Not lie, just give yourself a social boost as to what your triumphs were in your other school.  What triumphs, indeed!  Then I realized I didn't have the same pressures kids have today.  On any given day, my children are staring the down the barrel of a computer, a television, an XBox, a PS3, a cell phone, games on the cell phone, books, friends, swimming, and whether mom will ask them to empty the dishwasher and then empty the sink contents into the dishwasher.  The simplicity in which I spent my early teenage years reflect the same as if Huck Finn and Tom Sawyer were hanging on the Mighty Mississippi.  Now fast forward 30 years and all the advancements made to make life easier have complicated the shit out it.  I remember when I started working and the computer was deemed the greatest thing to happen to the business world.  Intentions were good and then, people became greedy because those beneath them could produce more. The working world was overwhelmed with the progress that was on them.  Every apparatus that has made its entrance in the electronics world has been met with "we can do more in less time and have more personal freedom.  I was getting that.  I was impressed with how much finished product we were churning out.  In a law office, churning out paper is like well... a brew master getting the next batch of ale out for the world to consume.  Although the computer is our children's necessity. It is their teddy bear and security blanket all rolled into one big PC or MAC.  They handle it better than we do.  Its a second skin, no longer the future it is the every day but we are waiting for the next big thing every other day it seems.  I pray my sons will take each day and every problem that comes along and have the good sense that God gave them and their parents tried to build up in them.  Here is to the last year of high school for Kyle and the beginning of four incredible years for Matthew and Colin.  My Lawson boys are growing up and I am trying not to make it too easy for them.  Good luck to us all in the Lawson household.