But new chapters bring hope, joy and positive change many times. The other big first that didn’t bring tears to me but instead filled me with joy was my brother aka Uncle Robbie made a leap of faith to teach and coach in our small town this year. Miss E found him in the hallway on her first day of preschool. Robbie’s journey is full of faith and we are blessed to be a part of it.
Miss A had her own first, going to daycare without Miss E. She wasn’t overly excited about her first but managed just fine.
More first moments…homemade cards from the little sisters for the now 15 year old big brother and…
Hunter may be the only 15 year old that asked for a pink cake for his birthday. He inherited the “cherry cake gene” from me. And thankfully Nana aka my mother in law Carol can make a cherry cake from scratch for us.
There you have it. Blogging guilt is gone. I am truly thankful this week, for our small rural school, for healthy kids, growing and changing, even if they make me shed a few tears.
Have you had any firsts this week?