We made it through the first day of Kindergarten!
Isabella walked to her bus stop, hand in hand with Daddy and Stephen. I, of course, lurked behind snapping photo after photo.
As she boarded her bus I could see that she found a seat and as the bus pulled away I saw her through the window smiling at me.
As the three of us walked home I felt no tears stream down my face. I thought I would be a wreck but I felt more contemplative than anything. This was HER big day. It wasn’t about me or how difficult it was to let her go to “big girl” school. I didn’t want to focus on my feelings today. Instead I came inside and played with Stephen and his trains. I thought about her while she was gone, and said a few prayers too. I hoped she was having fun.
After 2 ½ hours Marc and I waited in front of our house for that big yellow bus to come down the street. The only word that comes to mind when I saw it was elation. She was home, safe, and I couldn’t wait to hear about her day.
The bus driver smiled and a nice man from the school helped Isabella off the bus. She made sure she had her bag and that she held on to the railing on her way down. I was impressed that they had a “helper” on board to help these kiddos make there way on their first day.
Isabella was beaming! She learned three songs, played outside and made a card for her first day. She told us that when her teacher’s name was called she immediately got in line with the other children. She was so proud of herself. And I was so proud of her.
Marc and I were nervous about today, as any parent would be. We see her as one way when she is in our home. She is our first born and will always be my special little sweetheart. But she also needs to be introduced to the exciting aspects of our world, one of them being school.
I will never forget the look of joy when she came off the bus. I will never forget how I felt when I saw her come off the bus. It was precious and I will take it with me in my heart wherever I go. Thank you God.