I'm not even going to try to hide it - the first day of school was so hard...for me. Brenna did so well. She was so excited to go and she loves to learn so I know that she will be fine, but my heart is breaking. Sending her off is like the end of a season in my life - I see it and I feel it. I know that school is going to take her from us in so many more ways than I even realize - she's going to be tired and cranky some days, we won't be able to stay up late and talk after the boys go to bed, we are going to spend more time practicing reading than we do caring for her babies. BUT - I know that she is going to learn new things and she is going to become who she is meant to be. I am so excited for her, but I am also mourning the last of our kids leaving for school. I really just can't believe that time has passed by so quickly. BUT - I am hiding all of this because I know if she sees that I am sad, she will be sad, I know that if she sees me worrying, she will worry. So instead, I am smiling, hoping and praying that this is a wonderful year for her. Oh, how I love her!
"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 that she can see.
I wonder if you are thinking about
me 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.
On this day know that my heart breaks,
for this is the first step in letting my baby go."
