Insanity Looms

Its the end of summer. I always get sad and anxious as the start of school approaches. I worry about the kids. I worry about other people's kids. I worry that my kids won't find friends to sit with at lunch. I worry that they will get lost going to classes. I worry that this will be the year something bad happens. All in all - I worry. I will send them off on their first day, because as a good mother, that is what I am supposed to do. But I won't like it.