School supplies have been dropped off. Prayers have been said. The Kissing Hand has been read. Children are tucked in. Their uniforms are ready. New shoes are lined up next to new backpacks. Tomorrow is the first day of Kindergarten!
P is still extra cuddly and clingy.
R is puffed up like a big guy ready to take on his new campus.
K is excitedly chattering.
I am strangely at peace.
I have had anxiety about this day for a few years. There are those events that serve as stark reminders of the passage of time--a definitive end to one chapter and a beginning of another. The beginning of Kindergarten is certainly one of those times.
God did a great work in my heart this week on two fronts--both related to perspective.
Thursday as I was cleaning my kitchen I had a realization.
Today there is a mother packing her child for college.
Elsewhere a mother is sending their child overseas for missions.
Another mother is sending her child across an ocean to fight in a war zone.
Yet another mother is sending her child into surgery.
And still another mother is saying their final goodbyes to a child who has left this world forever.
This is just Kindergarten.
Today as I was praying God gave me yet another challenge. Instead of thinking about all that I am losing, I shall focus instead on what my children are gaining...
New friends, new challenges, new life experiences, new caring adults who will contribute to their growth.
I am not naive enough to believe tomorrow morning won't be bittersweet--but I am sincerely excited for my little people. Here's to more sweet than bitter!