The day my son started school is one I recall vividly. Admittedly, it wasn’t all that long ago, though sometimes the 5 years feels like 5 minutes. Of course there were tears, but not as expected from my son, but from me. I found the first day, the first morning to be this weighted milestone…
first day of school
The milestones keep coming, telling me to slow down.
There was never any doubt that today would result in tears. Mine were a certainty, Charlie’s less so and MM kept it cool. Proud but cool. I justified my tears by telling Charlie that they were happy tears, because it was an exciting day and a special time. We are trying to teach him that all…