The first day of first grade. You know how this goes.
She’s so nervous.
There’s so much potential for what can happen these next months: the friendships, the learning, the community, the growth.
It’s the first day of first grade. You know how it goes.
I’m so nervous.
There’s so much I want to ask of her teacher: keep her excited, keep her challenged, keep her innocent. Keep her safe.
She trusts me. I have to trust others.
And I have to let her grow.
A Little Addendum: Saoirse ran toward me today after she walked out of school and threw her arms around my waist. Her smile was bigger than her face (as was mine, because, you know. My girl. She was hugging me). We got into the car, and the first words out of her mouth were, “It was awesome, Mom!”
You are not surprised.
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