The First Day of School

I don’t know about you, but this momma is having a really hard time today!

Today is my son’s first day of KinderKids, which is also his first time being at school all day.

Most moms I talked to, couldn’t wait for school to start! Not me, at least not today.

There is something about sending your firstborn to school, that is deeply sad. Parting is such sweet sorrow. Yet, I would rather miss him than dread his return.

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What if?

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Did I prepare him for this?

Did I spend enough time with him?

Will I spend enough time with him now?

Will he make the right friends?

Will he be safe without me?

Will he still love God?

Will he still love me?

Wednesday won’t be much better, because my second born, my daughter, is starting half-day preschool.

This is a big transition year for us, but when is it ever not?

I Don’t Like Change

For those of you who know me well, have probably figured out I don’t like change. I dread change to the point of grieving every time a season changes.

Weather seasons, ages, activities, you name it. People come and go, and I am left with the empty space they left behind.

Yes, this is dramatic, but how God made me.

To value the blessings of the past, but change my focus to joyfully anticipate the blessings of the future.

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Prayers

I pray today is a day of joy for all parents, being thankful God has given you everything you need to parent your child well.

I pray God guides you in this school year to come, when to press in, when to say no, when to drop everything and play.

No guilt, no shame, no regrets, just pressing into the joy of this season and the present.

Reflecting on Blessings

Although I will miss my two oldest kids at school this year, God is blessing me with special time with my two youngest ones. To make up time I worked part-time, while my husband finished his Master’s, that I missed when they were babies.

Despite my sadness today, there is joy. Despite my grieving, there is comfort. Despite the loss of a sweet summer season, I will be here, in the present of today.

I hope you can do the same.

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