I see them walking past my window – new shoes, new back packs and I reflecti back…
“Mommy mommy I think I hear it.”
“Oh honey” she ruffled my hair lovingly “you still have another twenty minutes.”
“But shouldnt I be there just in-case” I said with a gap-toothed smile
“Let’s make sure you have everything ” she was trying to stall me I later realized.
“You have your pencils?”
“Hmm” I looked cross-eyed I hadn’t put that in my backpack. I opened the zipper. “Yes” I giggled knowing who put my lunch in my pack.
“Yes” I felt in my pocket.
“How ’bout a kiss?”
“Nope none of those in here.” I teased.
I put my arms around mommy’s neck. I didn’t realize the sacrifice she made in watching me grow up. This was as big a step for her as it was for me.
“Ok then I think they are ready for you smarty pants.”
With that I looked down to check that my shoes were tied.I grabbed my sweater and my backpack and ran out the door.
I didn’t think to wave til I got to the end of the drive. All of a sudden I felt it too. The long invisible cord that connected my mommy and I was stretched as far as it would stretch. A tear reached my eye as I realized she could not go with me on this journey. “Bye bye” I yelled “I love you mommy.”
Today many children will go back to school while others will go for the very first time. This story is for the mothers and fathers who have to let go of their children so many times and so many ways.
Leslie Moon is a published children’s writer who has told stories to young and old the better part of her life. She writes many genres but she will always consider herself a children’s writer. Please check back as there will be stories each week to inspire the child in you.
Photograph “School Days” L. Moon copyright 2012