Today was k’s last day of preschool.
Less than two years ago she was headed off to her first day of preschool!
A few days ago I was reading this book to k and n, which I checked out from our church’s library.
It talks about how we, as parents tend to focus on the “firsts”: first smile, teeth, steps, etc. However, when our kids grow up, we’ll be left thinking about their “lasts”: last time we carried them, last time they crawled into bed with us, etc. When I finished the book, I kind of sighed and remarked, “Isn’t that so sad?” I started to read another book and then I noticed k’s eyes were filled with tears. When I asked her what was wrong the tears spilled out and she couldn’t answer. I guessed that the book made her sad, and she just nodded. I tried to comfort her, telling her that we still have a lot of years left together and she slowly calmed down. What a sensitive little girl k is!
The last line states, “Let me hold on longer, God, to every precious last.” What a good reminder on those frustrating days that seem like they will never end!