First Day

It's hard to believe that I have a child in school already.

And then again, it's not. Because we've been preparing for the this day for nearly six years.

And because she was beyond ready.

My darling little Kathryn went to her first day of (full day) kindergarten yesterday.

She told me how excited she was almost fifty times that morning. 

I couldn't help but be excited too by the way she was acting. Her excitement was infectious.

She was positively glowing as we walked to school.

I was so proud of her and the beautiful, brave, smart, kind and loving girl she has grown into.

I've been praying for months now for this girl of mine. 

Praying that she would have a good experience in school, a good teacher and make good friends.

I'm pretty confident that we lucked out in all three areas.

The night before, Michael gave her a father's blessing. Growing up, he always had one before school too. 

It was a beautiful blessing filled with wise council that brought great peace, especially to me.

And the best part was when she told me that she felt the holy ghost.

Michael also gave me a blessing, which calmed my anxious mother heart even more.

As we walked to school the next morning, I couldn't help but feel strengthened from those blessings.

I felt like such a lucky mother to be holding the hand of my brave daughter.

She hugged and kissed me goodbye once she found her seat, but I still hung around as long as possible.

I wanted to watch her just a little bit longer. And then, I waved goodbye and she gave me a big smile.

When we picked her up from school that afternoon, it was a madhouse.

I anxiously waited as each of the kindergarten teachers escorted their classes outside.

Max kept asking where she was. He was just as excited to see her as I was.

Finally, her class came out. She ran too me with the biggest smile on her face and gave me hug.

I asked her how her first day was and she replied, "It was the best!"

And that's when I shed a few tears. I was so happy that she was happy.