There’s something about the last day of March that seems like it should be more important than it is. For the last few years or so, I’ve used the end of March as a sign that things are about to change. Today is March 31st, and even though the official first day of spring began on March 20th, you really know spring is here by the time April 1st rolls around.
And once it’s April, that means that there are only two months of school left. Two months and I will have made it through my first year of middle school, which I absolutely dreaded, as you may remember! Once April is here, I’ll be able to look forward to blue skies and warmer temperatures and green grass and trees. Dance recital, the end of the school year, and summer! Sleeping in, no homework, and staying up late! I can focus on my first year of summer dance classes at my new studio. I can read more, which I don’t do as much as I’d like because of homework and being so busy during the school year. I’m looking forward to it. It’s been a long year for this 12 year old 6th grader and I’m kinda over it all by now.
Just the thought of today being the last day of March puts me in a better mood. The last day of March holds meaning for me. It makes me happy and it reminds me that all things must change and all things (good and bad) must come to an end, just like the month of March.