The End of an Era | The Beginning of Letting Go

I woke up early this morning.  More than once.  I get antsy before every first in my life and today was no exception.

Except it was his first and not mine.  His first day of preschool.

I know what you’re thinking- No big deal, he’s just gone for a couple hours a day to a fantastic preschool.  A little baby step on the road to letting him be more and more independent.

Baby or not, every step is important and every step forward is, in a way a step away from me and towards independence.

I want him to be an independent adult some day.  But that doesn’t mean the letting go isn’t a little hard.

He’s going to a wonderful school and I could not be handing him over to more loving arms.  I feel such a peace about his school and yet it’s still a little tough to just leave him there.  On the way to school I showered him in quiet prayers and prayed him through the day.

I missed him and I am sad that the era of us always being together is over but I know that this new stage of our lives will bring such blessings.  And I’m going to choose to focus on those bright blessings because if I don’t I’m going to wallow a little and hit up the nearest donut shop to eat my feelings… which would be bad because I started dieting yesterday and I’d like to think I can be disciplined enough to diet for more than 30 some hours.

He had a great time and is excited to go back tomorrow.  But for now he says he’s tired so he’s snuggled up next to me, enjoying a little rest.  And I’m enjoying it too.