The water guns are prepped, the balloons are stacked. I along with the other moms of the Cove wait for our end of the year sneak attack on our not-so unassuming kiddos. Another school year is complete, and with a blink I now have a second grader. So I process and take it in since a few more blinks will have me sitting at a promotion or graduation. My emotions run the gamut. Gratefulness for another year of God’s hand-picked teacher and classmates that were a part of our son’s every day. Excitement that this girl/mom of summer can finally get on with it. Anticipation with an ounce of nervous for summer to live up to its hype.
Surely, that is enough emotion for one girl about the last day of school! But fear planned its own sneak attack and is rearing its ugly head today too. This happens to be the last summer before our baby girl enters Kindergarten. In two short months (crazy to think that is all we get for summer these days), I will be prying my hands open to let not just one but both of my precious little people walk into “the world” (of public education). Although they will always have the safety of home to fall back to, the end of August will mark that moment in time that the majority of their day is spent away from us. Time in which many different situations (and people) can influence them. This is where the fear comes in, not to mention the deeper longing for summer to gather them in a bit.
We weigh what we value most with what our finances will allow, and we march on in trust (and a whole lot of prayer). It doesn’t matter what decisions we make about school for our kiddos, I’m afraid there will always be doubts that linger in the back of my mind. These are born out of wanting the absolute best for them. Then I realize that I am not the only One that wants the absolute best for them. So I cling to that hope and His faithfulness during our first two years at our sweet Belvedere. Our home, our neighborhood, our school-none of it is by chance. I just don’t believe in it. I DO believe in His design, His circumstance, and His love for our kids that is beyond anything I could ever know. So for now, I am gonna let joy take over and rest in His protection.
But let all who take refuge in you be glad; let them ever sing for joy. Spread your protection over them, that those who love your name may rejoice in you. Surely, Lord, you bless the righteous; you surround them with your favor as with a shield. (Psalm 5:11-12 NIV)
You just eloquently summed up my emotions at the end of every school year! It’s one of the hardest things for me to do…to entrust someone else with my children! So, you do the only thing you can do! You prayfully and wisely make the best decision for your family and know that God has them in HIS righteous right hand! And then, you let the anxiety leave your heart and mind and rest in the peace and comfort of God’s unfailing love!
We can not wait for our Fourth of July festivities!
Love ya! See you soon!
Yes. Simply yes. My older 2 are the same ages. And oh how my heart hurts knowing one more little is “leaving” the nest. I know it is the cycle. I know she won’t really be gone. But it’s change. And I struggle. Thank you for sharing your heart. So I know I’m not alone. I found you on the fb book launch group.
PS. I love the not so sneak attack! I am definitely instituting it next year!
Thanks Ashley for checking out Pinked Perspective and for your empathy. Excited to be a part of the Launch Team with you!
Thanks for reading and sharing your thoughts. Love that we get to do this mom thing together (from a distance). Love you much!