I didn’t cry.
Neither did you.
It was easier than I thought it would be. Mostly because I know how much you need this. You were really quiet and thoughtful when you went into the class. Hardly giving me or daddy a second look. You were so ready to explore and excited to complete the tasks that were laid out for you. It was bitter sweet.
I’m not sad like I feel like I should be. And I think it’s because every new stage we get to has new fun for us. I’m finding out that one of the best parts of being your mom is watching you experience growth. It’s beautiful. I will love you the same now, at 4, on the day you started preschool, as when you’re graduating from college, or walking your daughter down the aisle on her wedding day.
So why be sad that you are growing up? I can’t enjoy your life if I am drowning in sorrow over the moments that we can no longer share. I can only celebrate each milestone with you, and look forward to the new moments to come.
Love you buddy.