Last night Bud and I entered Mr. Herbein's kindergarten class for the first time. Sadie will meet him and take in all of the sights of her new classroom tomorrow afternoon. She will begin school next Monday. I remember my own "first day of school" and how my stomach flitted with joy. (That same friendly butterfly still emerges EACH time I step in front of a group of people to speak since they think I have something intelligent to say!) Sadie just sparkles with delight upon even the mention of school, and she cradles her backpack, lunch box, and new clothes and school supplies with motherly affection.
Yet, all of this nostalgia and promise have caused me to pause. Aren't I supposed to be feeling sad? Sadie's principal talked about the need to keep the tears hidden from these freshest of students as they boarded the bus. I sat there, wondering if I was/am abnormal. There isn't a hint of sadness in me, at least not today. Go, board the bus, conquer the world, Sadie Joy! Be grand, be great, burst onto the scene. I have NO DOUBT that she will love this educational journey and be a huge blessing to her teacher and classmates. She will take Jesus with her and speak truth and love. Sure, it will be a transition...yet we've been preparing for this moment for over a year now. The tears may be one of watching her walk further into her destiny, not sadness that she won't be with me. The Lord has helped Bud and I prepare her well, and we will continue to be her primary teachers in many aspects. She is ready, and so am I!
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You just took me back two years. That's totally how we were. Excited for Jeter and this new season of life. I've never been sad about the new things my children step into. I'm excited about the confidence that they have to do it! Any tears (because I'll admit my eyes became watery as the bus drove out of sight) were because I was so proud of him and just wanted the best for him. Isn't that really a mother's heart?
It's an exciting time, and it's great that she's ready and your ready. To both of you, go and enjoy!
I too felt the same way - so proud. I knew Huckleberry was ready and I think that's such a great feeling. Imagine how sad it would be if you weren't confident in Sadie stepping into that classroom. I think that is a testimony to God's faithfulness and your parenting. I welled up with tears as he was walking into the school - but never a glimspe of sadness. Your eyes may surprise you on that day!!! I'm getting ready to do that same thing with Chicken Nugget - and I imagine I'll feel that same way again.
Although I do have a lot of different emotions about my son entering kindergarten, my main feeling is an overwhelming sense of how thankful I am that he is able to attend our neighborhood school (albeit with a great deal of support). It is a dream that I wasn't sure would ever come true.
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