It's always a bittersweet day...I'm happy & expectant for my kids
and what this new year will bring.
Yet a little sad that our time..being together will be interrupted.
It's the constant letting go...the change for me that takes me some getting used to.
After the routine kicks in, I thrive..but it's just the initial change ...
Their bookpacks were packed and outfits were layed out ahead of time
all in preparation for the big day.
After dropping my first born off a few years ago to Kindergarten I came home
and wrote this little something below.
He's far from being in Kindergarten now but so much of this poem still applies even today...
The First Day of School
I woke my boy up today and he said “one jump mom and I’m up”
And with that he was off
As we got out at school and I was helping him cross in front of the buses he says
“I can do it mom, I can do it"
I slowly turn around and walk back to my car to see him high five the principal
Hesitant I watch as he stumbles around to the entrance of school
Just as I am ready to get out and run to help him find his way inside a lady comes up
and he takes her hand
The same hand that reaches up to grasp mine, now grasps hers
With an empty feeling and an empty car seat I force myself to drive away
The tears sting my eyes as they stream down my face
It is truly a bittersweet time
Today is a day I will never forget
For today is a day of many that I will have to let go
and let my boy become the man that God intends for him to be.
Girls the morning their brother started school
We've had a lot of firsts' and I'm looking forward to the other firsts' that are sure to come.
Driver's license_ first love_ braces_ High School_ but for today..
it was my babies first day back to school...
and no matter the first that comes our way, to me, they'll always be my babies.