Today is freshman orientation day at the high school Bethany will be attending. I've been teaching Bethany, at home, for the past 4 years. Subsequently it was with much excitement and a little trepidation that I dropped her off. I had flashbacks of when she went off to kindergarten for the very first time. I remember, then, at how small and fragile she seemed when I let go of her little hand so she could board the bus. I also remember how grown up she appeared when she returned home that very afternoon.
I wonder what today will be like? Will she make new friends? Will she like her teachers? Will her teachers like her? Will I be able to stand having her away from me for a good chunk of the day? It's funny, these were the same thoughts running through my mind way back when. But you know something...I can here her plain as day telling me, "Mommy, I'm going to be all right." And so she shall.
