Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Happy Week, Wednesday
For Team Lawson, happiness is the first day of school.
Sloane and I headed back to school this morning, and what a day we had. As I held her little hand and walked her across the hall to her second grade classroom, I remembered this same walk two years ago. You know already that I had to blink back a few tears. Was it really two years ago that she was starting Kindergarten? Two years ago that we took that long, long, far-too-short walk across the school to her new classroom. I remember that I cried the entire walk while she was as excited as she could be. Her attitude was Finally! more than anything else. I got a quick kiss and a wave and she was off. No Kindergarten nerves for her.
Today I looked at her with a lump in my throat. There she was, so tall and excited in her well-planned outfit. Pink from head to toe. Pink cap-sleeve t-shirt, pink plaid scooter, pink socks, pink and white tennis shoes, matching pink backpack, pencil case, lunch box, and water bottle. Don't tell her I told you, but there was even pink underwear. Her pink stuffed unicorn named Sparkle was waiting for her in the car.
Today's walk was only across the hall so it took about five seconds. Still, in those moments I had time to think of all that had changed. There I was, teaching a new grade in a new classroom in a newly remodeled building, and looking forward to having my daughter on the same schedule so I could see her at lunch and recess. There she was, nearly a foot taller, the author of many short stories and poems, reading like nobodies business, already a person of great character.
There I was, feeling so proud of my little girl. Feeling a lump in my throat at how quickly time passes.
In those five seconds I had time to realize how much was exactly the same. There I was, teaching. Living my passion. Loving my work. Loving the chance to share my work life with my child. There she was, excited about school, excited about learning, excited about her friends. Eager to get to it. Giving me a quick kiss and wave, and off she went.
There I was, feeling so proud of my little girl. Feeling a lump in my throat at how blessed I am that some things never change.
The wonderful image above is by Carl Warren via Shutterpoint, and is used with permission.
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