The First Day of School

August 4, 2008

Firsts are always nerve wracking.  Whether you’re the parent, the child, or an adult experiencing one, they don’t get any easier.  In the morning, my youngest child will experience her first day of high school.  She’s understandably excited and nervous.  The two grandchildren start kindergarten.  They feel the same way. 

I feel that way for all of them.

My grandson is an active little man who is fearless about doing things, yet shy around new people.   A first day of school for him involves a lot of new people.  My granddaughter is shy about doing things, but hardly ever meets a stranger.  But, she has medical issues that can get her teased.  My younger daughter is beautiful and doesn’t know it.  She has all the normal teen angst going for her.  She’s also Chinese in a primarily Caucasian and African-American school.  We, her parents, are also Caucasian. 

Each of these three kids have a lot going for them.  They all have their own unique personalities.  Personalities that we hope will find their way socially.  Because of that, both myself and their parents will have a slightly nervous day tomorrow while we wait to get the answer to that universal question, “How was school?”

I’m on my fourth teenager so I have pretty much figured out that all control over their lives ends when they leave the womb, Band-aids don’t fix all boo-boo’s, and someone out there will hurt my child at some point.  Probably at many points.  And now, with the grandkids, it starts all over again. 

We can’t always be there for our kids.  We can love them, give them appropriate support, and pray for them.  But, they are the ones that have to experience and deal with their own lives. 

So, tomorrow I will get up early and drive my daughter to school for the first day.  And then, I’ll pray.  Pray that others are kind, pray that she finds all her classes, pray that her teachers and friends see her heart, and pray that all the older boys are myopic.  At the end of the day, I’ll ask the question.  And fortunately for me, she will probably answer in great detail.  May it always be so!  My children will ask their children the same question.  And we’ll all hold our breath for the answer. 

Ephesians 4:32

And be ye kind one to another….

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