Today is my daughter’s last first day of school. Bittersweet is the only word I can think of
that describes how I feel. I realized on
my way to work that it was the first time in her life that I had not dropped
her off on her first day. Actually, I
think it was a little easier not having to drive away and leave her
behind. Today she drove away and left me
behind.
I guess that is something that I will have to get used to
now; her driving away and leaving me behind.
Part of me can’t breathe when I think about her leaving one day soon. The other part of me is jumping for joy that
she has the opportunity to live her dreams and reach her goals. I would never, ever hold her back from
that. Loving means letting go.
So today, I begin the process of letting go. One “last” at a time. Last
first day, last football game, last mum, last time to cheer, last day of high
school…
I will cherish each and every minute.
And I will look forward to all of the “firsts” yet to
come!
Happy First Day of Sr. Year my angel.
