No fancy outlines. No pretty pictures. No deep and insightful quotes.
Just me.
Tomorrow morning marks the beginning of my firstborn son's academic career. He's starting Kindergarten and it's painfully hitting me that he will no longer be spending the biggest bulk of his time under my care.
Oh Jesus... watch over my big boy. May his steps be ever so protected by YOU.
I know there will be a day when I'll look back to this very day and reminisce it with fond memories. And I've talked to many parents lately who kindly reminded me (well... "warned" me) NOT to blink, or I'll seriously miss the entirety of my days... and years.
Wow.
Can I just freeze this night? Can I just stop the clock? When I remember "back in the day" when I spent my days in school, and home was where I rested. Home was where I could relax, and eat extra snacks, and play. And sleep. Home was where I didn't have to pretend. It's where I knew I could throw my backpack to the side and just... be.
Yes, Joshua went to preschool last year. 5 days a week. However, in my own little limited mind, he was still under my care during "most of the day". Right? He was at school for a few hours in the morning, then he was HOME. But now... wow. He'll be "gone" for... EIGHT hours!
Jesus, watch over my big boy. And when he faces opportunities to grow, may he jump on it! May he develop a love for learning. May his curious and inquisitive mind be used with purpose. May he grow his love for books and reading. May he remember to "pray to Jesus" when he feels alone. Preserve his innocence. Provide good friends for him. Will he have a good buddy?
Let me NOT blink.
I know he'll be all right.
And so will I.