Thanks to the encouragement of my wife, I have decided to start this blog. I have always enjoyed writing, but now I have an outlet for my "random thoughts." I also think that she has grown tired of me walking around the house and telling her that I am bored. So I hope that you enjoy these entries because, what is the point of writing, if no one is willing to read it. So let's get started.
My first blog entry is going to center around our oldest daughter Lindy. I'm not sure that I can call her old, due to the fact that she is only 5.
But she is old enough, however to start school. Last Monday was her first day of kindergarten. I had always heard that it was a tough day for parents, but I never really understood why.
So last Monday, we had her backpack ready, her lunch made, and we all loaded the car and started to school. As we got closer, we noticed all of the other neighborhood kids riding to school as well.
When we arrived, I opened her door and let her out. She and Suzanne(my beautiful trophy wife), then disappeared into a sea of kids.
At that moment, a sea of emotion came over me. Was this the emotional side of things that I was waiting for? Was this what I had heard about? In that moment, her whole little life flashed in front of me.
From my wife and I getting her dressed for the first time in the hospital, to her taking her first steps, and learning her first word.
So here she was, taking a huge step that we thought that we were ready for.
Maybe part of the emotions that we go through is realizing that from now on, every September brings around another school year, and gets us closer to the time when we will take her to college and she will be living on her own.
Ugh. Also there is high school, teenage years, boyfriends, homecomings, proms, and on..and on....
So goodbye Lindy. Have a great day at school, and yes, I do have something in my eyes.
Saturday, August 29, 2009
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Kirk,
ReplyDeleteNicely put - it never really ends, right? I will send my oldest into the zoo known as "high school" in exactly one year....Matt Long
I have been through all of that 3 times. That's why old men cry so easily. Last time, I was thinking about my little boy flying over Iraq & Afghanistan, sitting on my back porch at 1 am with tears streaming down my face. Preach on Brother Kirk!
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