Connor started school last week, a proud first grader who is already coming home excitedly telling me about getting to practice in his handwriting workbook and explaining the plot of the chapter book his class just started.
Today, I held Brenna’s hand as she entered her fourth semester of preschool, her last year in the PreK program before she heads off to Kindergarten next year. She told me “I don’t want to leave you!” when she woke up, but by the time we arrived, she was looking forward to walking in with her monkey backpack next to her brother.
There are a lot of new faces in Brenna’s class this year, and I pray for easy acceptance and understanding of her skin with these children who haven’t yet experienced being around her. I felt a bit teary as I finally forced myself to walk away from her room, noticing the concerned looks from her arriving classmates and even an audible gasp or two. I felt a bit teary realizing how difficult it is to see that as her mom, but trying to carry that burden for as long as possible so that she doesn’t have to.
Today, I’m full of hope for the new school year… hope that my kids don’t conform to fit in, but seek to stay true to themselves. Hope that they appreciate the strengths and differences and gifts that others have to offer. Hope that their classmates embrace what makes each of them beautiful. And hope that my two children always follow their heart and choose to be kind, to include, to live as examples of Christ’s love, and to celebrate the extraordinary of both the big and small pieces in this life.
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