God's gifts from the end of a season
I used to chuckle to myself as mothers cried while dropping off their children for their first day of Kindergarten. Tomorrow I may be one of those mothers. So much has changed since I taught before I had my own kids. I have spent the last six years with one special little girl. She made me a mother. She has taught me about life and love and working for things that last. And that special little girl starts Kindergarten tomorrow. She is ready. But I do not feel ready. Would I ever feel ready? I even had a whole extra year with her home. She missed the cut-off to make it into school last year by being born a few hours too late. And that was okay with me. I had an extra year with her, and she had an extra year to become good friends with her little brother. And now is the end of a season. The end of six years of our time, our schedule, our whims. And now begins thirteen years of school nights, summer vac...