My wife and I were talking today with some friends about moving back to the US. Somehow, Kool-Aid, the kids' drink, entered into the conversation. My wife said, "Wow. I haven't had that in ages. Now, our kids can share one of my favorite memories from my childhood." (I paraphrased that.)
I think the phrase, "Red Kool-Aid on the Horizon," should be the title for a much better essay than this little note. Perhaps I'll use it for a book or essay title later. Anyway, I call dibs on the idea.

It would make a great starting place for a discussion of transition and expectations, hopes and dreams.