This first one I wrote in June of 2011 when R.C. was almost one. We have since graduated the oldest from preschool and she will begin kindergarten in exactly four short weeks. I am fairly certain that letting go will always be a difficult part of parenting for me. Even with baby T.J. re-setting the clock back to zero this past spring, sending the big girl off to all-day school feels like a HUGE milestone. Hope I'm ready!
Letting go while clinging tightly
Every morning when I gaze upon my sleepy-eyed daughters,
I am one day closer to letting go.
A surprise revelation- the baby has been out longer than she
was in.
She is very close to pulling herself up to stand, and one day
soon will turn from my arms and walk away.
In a matter of weeks, big sister will walk into a classroom
for her first morning of preschool. She
will begin a life that doesn’t include me, she will begin letting go.
We just bought a “big-girl” bike and we are once again
planning a first birthday party- the months have passed quickly, the perpetual
forward motion of our day-to-day lives.
While I reflect upon the milestones that too quickly pass,
while I learn what it means to let go, I teach my girls this: mama will always be here when you need to
come back.
