A New Year - Third Grade

I just returned from dropping Goosey Lou off at school. A new year! She is really excited about third grade, but admitted on the way that she is nervous. This is the first time she has ever said that about school. She is in the main building on campus this year and her closest buddies are all in different classes. She will be fine.

I, on the other hand, have had a rough morning. When Little Man came into the bathroom, I announced that today was a big day: Hannah's first day back to school! He looked at me with such a concerned, almost scared look on his face and said "Mama? Is she leaving forever?" I answered "No yet." and then the tears came.

It is not that she is going back to school. It is that I realize that time is rapidly passing and that first day of college is not that far away. She is leaving us a little bit at a time. For the life of me, I have no idea how my mother made it through my leaving for college without having a major breakdown in front of me. I know that she shed a few tears on the way home from helping me move into my dorm, but my goodness! I am crying as I type this...just THINKING about a point in time 10 years from now. Wahhhhh!

Anyway, when we walked her into class, she found her seat and let me take a few pictures. I kissed her on the head. Her daddy gave her a hug and told her to have a good day. We started to leave and Little Man turned around and said "Goosey. Don't forget about me! I am going to miss you today." She gave him a big hug and we were gone.

Ten years. It will be gone in the blink of an eye.