Whew. I made it. For some reason, sending my daughter off to 1st grade - a FULL day of school was terribly hard. It hurt. I ached. I cried. I felt silly. My son was headed to third, the wee one was tearing it up at preschool. With those two - we hugged and waved, but my heart-strings stayed intact.
But my 6 year-old little girl… so “old”, but still so young. All day? Really??? As I left the classroom her teacher put her arm around my shoulder and asked if everything was alright. As tears filled my eyes like water fills a just-flushed toilet I squeaked, “She is, but I’m not.” I walked into the pod and saw a fellow mom (whose daughter was in Cole’s morning kindergarten class last year), and she was also teary-eyed. We talked for quite awhile. It was good - otherwise I might have made my way to my car and fallen into a weeping pile of… weepness.
It’s not that Cole is “easy” or perfect… but she’s my girl. And as messy and relentless as she is, she’s my precious little girl who will be gone most of 5 of 7 days of the week. Is that right? I know…I’ll get over it, but if anyone wants to get a coffee with me tomorrow morning… I’ll be at… email me :)
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