After weeks of preparation…new shoes and socks purchased…new dress carefully pressed…the BIG DAY has arrived! Mother coaxes and brushes every hair on her firstborn daughter’s head into it’s perfect place, giving all the last minute instructions that mother’s always do.
It is September, warm and sunny. The air crackles with anticipation. Tucking an extra tissue into her pocket, mother and daughter walk hand in hand toward their destination: the school bus stop.
The child greets her new schoolmates happily and confidently. Why is her mother’s heart pounding so?! Is it pride in reaching this important milestone in her child’s life, or is it fear of letting go…relinquishing control to someone else?
The bright yellow school bus pulls up to the curb with red lights flashing. The lump in her mother’s throat grows larger. “Bye, Mom,” the daughter chirps over her shoulder as she scurries off to claim her place in the line forming to enter the bus. No tears, no hesitation, no trauma…
How come you work so hard encouraging them to be independent, and then when they are it tears your heart out?
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