Today was the last day of First Grade.
“Feel the wind,” I said to my daughter
while I held her new beach ball,
signed by all her classmates.
“If I let go right now,
where do you think it will go?”
Tags: first grade, parenting, school, summer
What a sweet post! So much beauty in so few words!
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This poem made me cry! I find letting go so hard as a mom, and yet it seems to be the work most in front of me, most of the time. Thank you for writing.
So completely true for me, too – and lately my daughter seems to echo this struggle. She asked me on Monday, “What if all the kids in the world could stay kids?” and then almost as an afterthought, “…and all the parents were still parents?” Um… right. What if?
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