handle it with care
when faced with a search for truth or significance in my sons' first day at school, I am unable to articulate or reflect whatever was going on in my mind. it was a beautiful day in August. the checklist was completed. I was ready to let go. I really was. and ready to trust life. yet following my children's jaunty footsteps I had this lingering apprehension approaching the very moment when everything I taught my kids would be revealed. I can't help thinking that behind Sean and Will's teacher's friendly glasses lies an intense scrutiny of how I've been raising my sons. I have spent 1.281 days on this assignment. I have been imperfect. irrational. nurturing. firm. and loud. very loud. but I did the best I could. I know it is time now to share it with the world. so please. handle it with care.
Reader Comments (9)
So when Baby turned a book right side up at the library a few months ago before "reading" it, I breathed a huge sigh of relief!
I agree with Christina... From the lack of parental involvement I hear about from teachers of young children, you've got nothing to worry about. You may have made mistakes, but you've been there for your sons through it all- and that's more than many other women can say.
You are a great, great mom.