“Of all the liars in the world, sometimes the worst are your own fears”
Kipling
A letter arrived from our eldest Sugar Gnome’s preschool today.
Yes, a note from a school, her school, addressed to me: parent of a school-aged child.
Allow me please, to indulge my hysteria.
Layla, it seems, is ready for prekindergarten. It’s as if the bubble that surrounds our home has sprung a leak and I can’t stop the air from escaping. I never imagined this day would actually come. I mean, on a cerebral level, of course the babies would, ahem, will go off to school…eventually, but… the thought of weighty backpacks harnessed to still new shoulders has been far, far away till now… If I hear one more person tell me ‘ you’ll blink and they’re in college,’ I will stick a fork in my leg.
The little window from womb to world (tightly sealed for so long,)
is gaping wide, never to be reclosed,
and all the elements of the outside and of the days and years to come are on the cusp of trickling through.
I pray for mostly sun.
29 days.
Beautifully worded! xoxo
Our first grandchild is a joy. Layla is ready for the next step in her life achievements.
We are so so proud of her! She is a pure delight to be around!! Grandma and GranTone xxoo
Such a great post. I got a lump in my throat reading it because each time I notice how big my children have gotten I am awash in excitement, fear, nostalgia, and some kind of melting force. oh and p.s. that mermaid photo is fabulous!
Thank you! While her mommy is tangled up mess, that little mermaid is cool as a cucumber and beyond excited.