The Rev. Casey dunsworth

serves as Associate Campus Pastor to the Belfry, the Lutheran-Episcopal Campus Ministry to UC Davis

and as Program Director for LEVN, the Lutheran Episcopal Volunteer Network.

My 19th first day of school.

Today was the first day of school! I like the first day of school. It's sort of different as the years go on. In elementary school it was all about Scooby-Doo lunchboxes and Barbie backpacks and totally awesome scrunchies and light-up shoes! I mean, obviously I had the best first-day-of-school outfits. And Lisa Frank Trapper-Keepers and pencil cases and gelly pens! Ugh, elementary school ruled.

And then in middle school it was, of course, still about great first-day-of-school outfits and rad backpacks, but the first day was spent mostly comparing schedules and finding out who was in all your classes and which classes all your friends were in so maybe you should try and switch and who had PE when so you could pass notes in each other's lockers! I loved middle school.

And high school was definitely less about first-day-of-school outfits, and no more backpacks -- purses and carrying binders COVERED with pictures and notes and movie tickets and passes out of class and other stupid things. And more comparison of class schedules and teachers and HOMEROOMS and parking spaces and lunch spots.

College was more about first-day-of-school outfits, and then you sort of had a second first day because classes were on different days and you really didn't have it all figured out until the first week was over. And you'd returned to a backpack because you had a laptop and two notebooks and four textbooks! And then it was about roommates and adding absolutely everyone on facebook and which hall you lived in and your major and your hometown and the pictures all over your walls and your best friends back home and your meal plan and how much work you already had after one day!

And then, ah, grad school. I'm probably the only one who cares about first-day-of-school outfits anymore -- although Kelsey did say that this was the only day she'd have make-up and washed hair all semester, so she at least values a first impression. But today was about whether your classes were up the hill or down, where you were living, how CPE went, when your first Sunday back at teaching parish is going to be, how many of your textbooks have arrived yet...

But every school year's beginning was about how GLORIOUS it was to be back together. Whether it was playing the states game on the blacktop, sitting on the wall by the office for lunch, meeting in senior court, running into everyone at the flagpole, or sitting in the courtyard with a cocktail and a textbook...it's always good to be back.

It's hard to imagine what life will be like when this isn't what September means anymore. You know? School 4 lyfe jk lol 143 xoxo.

"More Than Life," Whitley.