I watched you this morning, sitting among your fellow third-graders…fourth grade only minutes away.
In between. It’s where you are. Old enough to drive your own go kart but still young enough to weave your way through that crowded classroom this morning and ask me to sit with you. Wonder of wonders, you even sat on my lap for five whole minutes.
My heart ached when you chose to get up and go sit with your friends again.
In between. It’s where you are. One foot firmly planted in tweenerville, your grasp on early childhood slipping away.
It’s hard, I know. You’re learning and growing at a pace that leaves us breathless.
Once upon a time, you were so intimidated by a certain swim test. Lessons, practice, encouragement, more lessons…
nothing seemed to conquer your fear.
So we let you linger. In between. Possessing the ability but battling your uncertainty.
Yesterday I watched you strut confidently across the pool deck, proudly displaying your black band.
You nailed it. That swim test was toast.
We’re proud of you, buddy. And we’ll stay here…in between…for as long as we can.
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Such a sweet post. That is a special time, and it’s wonderful that you’re embracing and relishing in every moment.
Hi, Kacy-
Thank you. Looking forward to visiting your blog in a few minutes.
Dear Heidi
I have two sons who are both university students at the moment. So I understand your heart when you battle to make the transition together with your son. My two are both at the age where they need to take that leap from careless youth into responsible adulthood.
Blessings
Mia
Hi, Mia-
One of the many things I appreciate about motherhood is that we can say, “me,too” with one another. You are miles ahead of me and yet we can still relate. Thanks for visiting.
Beautiful! You described just what I am witnessing/ experiencing. The precious, “in between” times.
Hey, Crystal-
I saw the picture you posted today and thought we were probably in the same boat. 🙂 It’s an amazing thing to witness and a little bit scary, all at the same time. Thanks for stopping by my blog.