I had big plans for today’s post.
A project that I had been working on all week. It’s bright and unexpected and will make a great addition to my office.
But I just couldn’t write about that today.
My heart is elsewhere.
Today is the first day of school, and today, Mac starts middle school.
I didn’t sleep a wink. I tossed and turned, and worried and stewed. A new school; changing class rooms; a locker and combination to turn. I went in to his room this morning to wake him up, and sang the wake up song that I sing every morning.
I could barely get through it.
Yet he got right up. Showered. Snarfed down his breakfast. Grabbed his backpack and before I knew it, we were outside waiting on his bus. And Mac was nervous, and my heart was so heavy. Proud, yes, but definitely heavy.
Seemed like just yesterday that he took his very first ride on a bus, 7 years ago.
As I watched his bus drive toward his school, my eyes were full of tears. But back inside I went to get the Little Miss ready.
Caroline is our 4th grader, whom today, borrowed a pair of my loafers and pointed out that she now comes up to my chin. And her excitement for school could not be contained.
I felt myself feeling two things: 1) my sweet Little Miss is growing up too fast and 2) I hope her feet grow some more so I can have my shoes back…
So stay tuned for that bright and unexpected and cool addition to my office post next week.
For now, I’m going to go sit on the front porch and rock in the rocking chair, count down the minutes until I meet their busses this afternoon, and anticipate getting to hear all about their day.