When you’re unsure about changes ahead and how it would shape a new you, what encourages you to keep going?

You’d think I was serving him his last meal.

“What do you want for breakfast, TJ? … Anything you want…” I wanted him to be happy.

“Frosted mini-wheats!” hollered my five year old.

No oatmeal for him today, I thought as I scrambled up some eggs to go on the side.

It was TJ’s first day of kindergarten.

And I was nervous. 

What Was Fazing Me

I didn’t expect to be.  After all, TJ’s had years of preschool.  He knows how to raise his hand, sit criss-cross applesauce, and stand in a straight line (sort of).

I wasn’t concerned about his ability to learn.  The kid’s got an ample supply of imagination, so I’m sure the academics will kick in as needed.

I even went to sleep soundly the night before.  Back-to-school shopping wasn’t so bad.  Some glue sticks, Crayola markers, and some new socks.  Everything was set.

But, I woke up worried.

Getting TJ dressed and ziploc’ing his turkey cheese sandwich in time for the 8 o’clock bell, with two year-old-brother in tow, required a new level of calisthenics.  But, that wasn’t fazing me.

The questions TJ’s been asking me was.

What if I can’t make new friends, Mommy?…

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