Even the underwear new
The smell of that bus
The days I spent dreaming about this day. Who would you be? What would you look like? How tall? How plump? Would I still see the tiny traces of toddler or that momma's boy look? Would you be ahead or behind the curve? Want to cling to my hip and wrap your arms around my waist? Confident or shy?Ready or not?
How bad would that book bag slump you over as you waited for the bus or walked through those unfamiliar halls? Could you carry your weight? What cartoons or favorite characters would you demand seeing on everything you owned? Would you look back? Cry or laugh? How big would your smile reflect the shimmer in your pale blue eyes?
I can see your slender arm raise and your long fingers waive. The peek of your eyes right over your shoulder.
All those thoughts and wonders now answered and realized. A new page, a new chapter in your life. A part of me wants to mourn, but the other parts want to celebrate. This is a big step for you and me and our lives. Time to say goodbye and hello. Let some of my fears go to make room for new, deeper ones.
I know you'll be ok. You're confident and sure. You don't stumble too much when it comes to others and how they feel. You are already a leader. You are going to make friends and more girlfriends. Some of these friends you will have for the rest of your life. To lean on, to learn from, to guide, to share life with, and laugh until you cry.