For a stolen moment standing there at your door my mind reached back into time. to a little blue bundle cuddled up in my arms and a gentle hint of nursery rhyme.
Was it not a mere yesterday that you were learning how to walk. And I know that it was just last week we were teaching you to talk.
But somehow, I managed to waken you to your breakfast waiting there. I dressed you in your finest clothes and I carefully combed your hair.
Oh little boy, I love you so and I felt like such a fool... to be so hesitant to let go of you on your very first day of school."
This poem was written 20 years ago by a mom that I don't even know. But when I read it I was so aware of how similar our lives are. I held back tears of both sorry and joy that very first day of school. I was proud of my little man and sad for my loss all at the same time.
To the friends who encouraged Ben to get on the bus that first morning - to the neighbors who helped Ben find his teacher on his first day - to our best friends Sue, Alexander, Hamilton, Erica, Benjamin, Bradley, and Mary Beth, who stood with this first time mom as her baby walked of the school bus in the afternoon - I THANK YOU!
For sharing in our experience and for supporting Ben and Me. I love you guys beyond what words can say and I know with no doubts that my blessing far outreach what any person deserves. I am thankful each and every day!
To Aunt Mary Beth who came from South Carolina to help me get through this week and to my Dear Erica - the angel that lives next door who brought cake and balloons to welcome Ben home... Just thank you! A million times over!