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Back to School Tears

Tomorrow is the first day of school.  (Sob.)  I was doing great holding it all together until I left our middle child’s classroom last night after open house.  He is starting kindergarten and his teacher gave us this poem.  I wanted to share.  We are so lucky to have her as a teacher.

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Image from FreeDigitalPhotos.net by Stoonn

I believe this poem was written by Judith Viorst.

The First Day 
I gave you a little wink and smile
As you entered my room today.
For I know how hard it is to leave
And know your child must stay.
You’ve been with him for many years now
And have been a loving guide.
But now, alas, the time has come
To leave him at my side.
Just know that as you drive away
And tears down your cheeks may flow.
I’ll love him as I would my own
And help him learn and grow.
For as a parent, I too know
How quickly the years do pass.
And that one day, it was my turn
To take my child to class.
So please put your mind at ease
And cry those tears no more.
For I will love him and take him in
When you leave him at my door.

Sob right?

I am incredibly grateful that my kids are a part of a school where the teachers care about my kids like their own.  Maybe I do have something to be cheerful about!

It’s…August

It is August, one of the saddest months of the year for me.  Ever since I had kids, my love for summer has increased.  If I could bottle up for the other nine months of the year the feeling of my skin soaking up the sun, the water lapping by the pool, running barefoot through the grass and the sound of crickets at night, it would sell like hotcakes.  (What is that expression from anyway?)
Knowing my sweet babies are going to be another grade older makes me want to sit down and cry.  It means another year of alarm clocks and schedules and cold winter.  Another year of school and a summer lost from our 18 or so we have together.  August should be erased from the calendar.
I’m going to do my absolute best and drag my feet through this whole month.  Literally kicking and screaming I will go back to school, if I must.  Meanwhile I’m going to absorb every morning of sleeping in with a little hand clutching mine.  Because not only is the summer fleeting but so is time.
On that bright and positive note, here’s to never ending summer!
More on fashion tomorrow when I can get past this calendar change!