As you are guided into the room, the sounds smell and arrangement will forever stick with you until eternity takes over.
A new milestone that you will succeed in.
A new refreshing change that you will thrive at.
A new opportunity of growth.
I wish I could tell you how excited I am that you're going today.
I wish you could feel my emotions flowing from my heart mind and soul.
I want to tell you that there's nothing to worry about.
I want to tell you that you'll have fun.
I want to tell you that you'll enjoy it so much that before you know it, it'll be done.
I don't need to tell you not to worry. You're so well adjusted.
You're not scared, you're not anxious, you're just ready for it all.
I hope that it won't go by as fast for you as it did for me.
I hope that you'll be able to grasp time by your hands and slow it down.
To give yourself more time to memorize the smell, sounds, and arrangements.
To give yourself more time for developing relationships.
You're ready. You're up and ready to go.
I am so excited for you. I can't wait to see you go. But that lump of mine appears within my throat, choking back the tears that have began to surface around my eyes. It's just hard letting go. Something so simple as this task today, is a very special milestone for you and me.
Seeing you, being guided into the doors, all proud, shoulders squared up holding onto that weight that you'll be carrying along for at least 13 years.
I know without a doubt you'll do well.
I know without a doubt you'll love it.
And I won't embarrass you with those sensitive tears. I'll stand proud just like you, as I watch you being guided away from me.
Thank you for teaching me something new. I'm so very proud of you.
I remember my first day, and I'm certain you'll always remember yours.
I love you dear Jackson.
Enjoy your first day of Kindergarten.
I promise I won't cry-at least I won't while you're around, but the moment you're out of sight, and I walk Sullivan and Ben home, and that phone rings with the question that will get the tears going...
"how are you doing?" The tears of joy will flow freely. I'm not sad that you're going to kindergarten, I'm sad that it went by way to fast.
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Now I get it.