Don't get me wrong.. my mother's insight was absolutely right. Some days this summer were filled with splashes in the pool and popsicles and giggles. And some were filled with fighting and whining and crying. (Especially this last week... WOW!) But that's the beauty of time. A reflective look back, even on the hard times, can always bring a smile to my face, knowing we made it through together, stronger than ever. I'm thankful I got to spend the good and bad days with you.
As our carefree summer wore on, I started to sense the familiar school panic setting in (for me). I made a conscious decision to not set foot in a Wal-Mart after the 4th of July when they get their school supplies out (and to stock up on toilet paper and dish soap), not look at a Sunday Paper ad that had the words "Back to School", nor read the school newsletter with the school supply list in until at least August started. Everyone around me knew better than to utter the "S" word. And just last night I noticed this is what my calendar looks like...
No denying it now.. You are off to 1st grade and so begins yet another exciting chapter in our lives. I hope we have have given you not only the roots, but also the wings to fly.
I found this poem on a friend's blog and thought it was perfect for today.
I wonder what you're doing right now.
And if everyone is treating you kind.
I hope there is a special person.
A nice friend that you can find.
I wonder if the teacher knows
just how special you are to me.
And if the brightness of your heart
is something she can see.
And if you need a hug.
I already miss the sound of your voice
And how you give my leg a tug.
I wonder if you could possibly understand
How hard it is for me to let you grow.
For on this day my heart leaves home as