Y esterday, a visiting priest spoke on the legacy we leave behind. It’s certainly the time of year for it. This would seem to be the season for leave-taking. Graduations aside, I feel like I am hip-deep in news of job changes for friends who, having taken stock of their current situations, have wadded everything into a bag and are shimmying quietly out of the nearest window for better prospects elsewhere. And while The Three aren’t donning cap and gowns any time soon, the end of the school year always gets me a little verklempt as I reflect on just how far we’ve travelled in a year, what’s gone for good and what lives now instead in the hearts and minds of my children.…