The Last “First Day”

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.