Tuesday, August 24, 2010

My word....let go.

It was inevitable that this day would come. And if you know me, you know I've been crying about it for a little over a year now. Kindergarten. School. Letting Go. It makes me breathe deeply, feel anxious and cry...all the time. Nonetheless, tomorrow is the day that Joshy leaves home and spends his first day at school. He doesn't even know what he is getting himself into, as if he has a choice, but he says he's "a little bit excited." There are so many emotions I'm going through, but what keeps me moving forward is knowing that I've spoken with God about this topic for long enough to feel comfortable and to take the next step in sending Joshua to public elementary school. I love talking to my girlfriend who says, "is there any other option?" Oh to feel so free in thinking about what has been concerning me for wayyyyy tooooo loooong!!!!! Jamie is and has been my rock through this whole transition. I used to feel crippled by his "I trust you to make the right decision for Josh," statements and on the back side now feel blessed that he knows me well enough to give me space to process, and reprocess every step of the way. I'm sad to see Josh grow up. I mean I really want him to stay small forever. But I know I have to share him, and I'm excited to see who he brings over for play dates, the new discoveries he'll make, the connections he will form, the experiences he'll have, the growing up he'll do. Joshy is such a gift. One I feel privileged, honored, proud to share. Im thankful God has spent the last year and a half preparing me for tomorrow.

2 comments:

Charlie and Beth said...

Josh is growing up so quickly and even I can tell from the phone conversation we had yesterday. He is so insiteful for someone his age, it really is something to see. We love him very much and he will be fine because he has had such a great upbringing.

Monica Robertson said...

My dad was talking with Josh this morning about how his first day went. Josh said it was fine but that he didn't like how long it was. He replied to my dad saying, "but that's okay, I'll get used to it." Repeating words of wisdom from his Uncle Charlie. It was precious. So thanks for that.