This blue-eyed, fair haired little boy left the nest, MY nest, this morning to join the world of the big kids as a kindergartener.
He didn’t ask me if he could grow up.
He didn’t ask me if I would be okay if he left me to go to school.
He just did it. He went right on ahead and grew up without so much as a “Hey, Mom, you gonna be okay with this?”
It just happened.
We’re tight, this little boy and I are.
There’s a bond between us like none other. He’s my love, my laughter, my heart.
We talk about everything.
But, we didn’t talk about this…
This big space in my heart where once a tiny little boy resided and where now a big kid, with big words and big ideas now calls home.
It’s foreign to have this resident in his place, but I know that this new kid will bring even more joy, laughter, strength and wisdom than the previous smaller occupant.
I think somewhere deep down inside those tiny little hands and that tiny little voice will always find their way to the forefront of my mind.
I suppose I’ll grant him permission to get a little bigger this once. Just so long as he promises to not do it too fast.
Peace, love and a little heartache.
P.S. I’ll share his first day with pictures tomorrow. 🙂