New Day...New Chapter!

Well, today was a very anticipated day! Working up to the height of excitement...I couldn't take it anymore! I broke down last night...as I laid next to my "baby girl" praying for her, holding her, running my fingers through her hair...making sure she slept peacefully. God was giving us a new day...a new chapter in our lives. Emalynn was going to start Kindergarten today!

We woke up about 7:10 this morning...Emalynn told me how much she loved me...ran to her room and put her clothes on that we picked out last night. She asked me to help her with her hair as she brushed her teeth. Then we got her cereal ready to eat as I got dressed. We were in the car at 7:45 on the way to school to drop her off at her class. As we walked in to the school, I started to feel a little overwhelmed for her. The uncertainties that lie ahead...having no friends there in her class...a new teacher...a new day. But then God's peace came over me as I took a picture of my BIG girl in front of her class and then we walked in. She said Good Morning to Ms. Alvis, her new teacher, her new confidant, as Ms. Alvis handed Emalynn her name tag. Ms. Alvis put her bag in the closet, and Emalynn put her name tag on her shirt. We walked over to her desk...she sat down, looking around at the kids sitting next to her. I proceeded to take a few pictures of her as I could sense her nervousness. Looking at that tiny face, I could see the uncertainty coming over her...I said a little prayer, walked over to her, holding tears back as much as I could. I told her that I loved her and that I would be there to pick her up after school. And I darted out of the classroom before I was overtaken by my emotions.

No matter what, I just prayed that Emalynn would enjoy her day, and learn to make new friends. I knew she could do it, she had done so all along. At 1:50, I stood in the car line, waiting for my turn to pull up and have Ema come into the car...it was so cute...seeing her from afar, sitting there with her legs crossed, I'm sure wondering whether or not we remembered to come pick her up. Her hair was deshelved, after what seemed like a good and productive day. She walked up to the car and got in. I asked her to smile so I could take a picture again, and she did. She talked about her experiences, and it made me smile. See, God told me, she was ok...