Yes, it came last week. Again.
L to R: The Cowboy, K5; Speedracer, K4; the Ladybug, 3rd grade.
The dreaded first day back to school…that they’ve been looking forward to for weeks. Truly, they have. They were so excited to start back. Orientation on the 17th just fueled their little fires.
They’ve been tired (very tired) but happy.
I dropped them off the first day. This was our first time doing a drop-off line and not getting to walk them in.
They did fine, waved good-bye, holler “I love you!” and headed inside.
I waved good-bye, hollered “I love you!” drove 1500 feet to the 7-11 and burst into tears.
It’s hard letting them go.
It’s hard picking them up and knowing that the best part of their energy was spend somewhere else and I’ll be hard put to create something good out of the exhausted few hours we have left in the day.
It’s hard to choose joy.
“When God calls us to follow Him, He seems to be very concerned about our faith and fairly unconcerned with our comfort and convenience.” – Zan Tyler, 7 Tools for Cultivating Your Child’s Potential.
I wish I could say that every year gets a little easier, but it doesn’t. I think maybe each year gets a little harder.
Each time I send them off, I realize deep down inside that I’m getting closer and closer to sending them off for good.
Each time I let them go, I’m one hug down on the finite number of hugs I’ll get in this lifetime.
Oh Lord, give me the strength and endurance to make the most of each day, each moment, each breath–to Your good purpose.
“Likewise the Spirit also helpeth our infirmities: for we know not what we should pray for as we ought: but the Spirit itself maketh intercession for us with groanings which cannot be uttered. And he that searcheth the hearts knoweth what is the mind of the Spirit, because he maketh intercession for the saints according to the will of God. And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.” (Romans 8:26-29)
When our kids all reached the 4th grade level they told me I had to stop walking them in on the first day, it was embarassing! That broke my heart. Then they graduate, KILLER!! Ok, it is getting easier though, 3rd year in college, still at home, looking forward to that day that she spreads her wings and flies. I think it is a process so that it won’t be so hard when they do go. especially from a close knit family. When she finally goes, I will bet that she is home for dinner at least twice a week!
God bless your tender heart! Take care!