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Sunday, August 30, 2015

My Boy

In a couple of weeks, I will be dropping Henry off for his first day of preschool. Just thinking about it makes my chest feel heavy. Hot tears are brimming! As you can see, I still need to work on this sentimental heart of mine.


On his first day of preschool, I will probably have a parking lot cry and spend the rest of the day watching the clock. I'll wonder if he's ok, if he's being polite to his teacher, if he's making friends and if he misses me and his little sister. Preschool always seemed like a far-off dream.


And it will come again, in a blink of an eye.


I am a little sad, but also really excited for Henry to embark on this new adventure. Deep down, I know he'll do great!


And so will I.

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