Monday was my daughter's first day of preschool. And I don't know how that happened... Obviously I remember researching schools, filling out applications, and bemoaning the absurdity of "interviews" for a three year old, but those steps all took places ages ago and seemed so theoretical. Since then, there have been no major developments: life has simply continued along in the usual fashion.
But on Monday, I walked my girl to the front door, gave her a hug, and passed her little hand to her teacher. And then I walked away...
As we experience this milestone and adjust to a new reality, I can glimpse many more to come: first days of kindergarten, elementary school, high school, and college. Increasing independence. Hurt feelings. Skinned knees. Broken hearts. It's overwhelming...but I can find solace in knowing I don't have to face them all today.
Everything is happening, but it isn't all happening right now. So for today, I will eagerly anticipate the 12:00pm dismissal bell, when I can scoop up my baby girl and savor each sweet, precious, (occasionally maddening) moment we are able to share. I will do my best to fully experience each minute when it seems nothing much is happening and move forward on this journey one step at a time.