Friday, August 26, 2011

Postscript

She sat at the low table, looking too big.


She said goodbye to teachers and friends and parents and classrooms and memories and early childhood.

She didn't look back and she didn't cry.

She's scared, she told me, and excited. She didn't know she could be both feelings at the same time. It's a little strange, she said.

I told her that in my life, all the very best things happened exactly when I was feeling both scared and excited.

She looked at me and thought, nodded.

Next week she goes to kindergarten.
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