Musings on Back to School Eve....
Nobody warned me this would be so hard. Growing up. It’s hard. I watch my children change on a daily basis it seems. One entering high school for the first time tomorrow. Filled with excitement, and wonder, and terror all at once. My worry for her is being happy. Finding her place. Knowing without a doubt that she is a good person, worthy of love and happiness. That no matter who is “popular” that she is VALUABLE. A much more important and powerful adjective. The second….my boy. Starting 7 th grade. I have very strong protective feelings for him. They told us he may not walk, or talk, or thrive. And he did them all. He’s smart, and funny, and happy. I want him to see that his quirkiness is a gift. That his focus is an asset, and his contribution to this world may not be as an athlete, but he will make great things happen. He may not be a sports hero, but his life is a MIRACLE. We watch them, our children.