i know it’s been forever.
i needed. time. air.
i don’t really have a plan for my 365 yet.
i’m not sure if it’s on hold or breathed its last breath.
regardless of that, i need to write.
i was not prepared for today, for my own emotions.
her first day of school.
her daddy and i were both able to be there to drop her off, and she was engrossed from the moment she stepped into the classroom.
i missed her, and thought how lucky that class is to have her, and i am glad i can have her back soon.
[also, is this right for her? should i have kept her home?]
the little guy asked where she was a few times, and without hesitation ‘i miss her, maman.’
she emerged from school bright eyed, energized, whispering comments of ‘i am SO excited about school, i l o v e d it.’
[with a new friend, watching the older girls.]
the rest of the evening i heard variations of ‘excuse me teacher, i want to learn more please.’
and i am not sad that she’s growing up, and i cannot explain the mix of emotions i have in my body.