I shed a tear or two or maybe a hundred, 9 months ago, the day Owen started pre-school.
Cousin Beckham was in town visiting. I just happened to notice that the grey Beatles T, Beck is sportin' in the photo above, is ironically enough, the same Mr. Max is wearing at this very moment. Sure am grateful for hand me downs, and for a sister in law with good taste!
I shed a tear or two or maybe a hundred, just last week, the day Owen waved good-bye to friends and wonderful teacher Summers, shuffled away wearing his paper cap and holding a fancy certificate, credentials and validation for learning brass tacks,
and just like that...............his pre-school days are behind him.
Mr. O has been my side-kick for 5 momentous years. I'll keep him close and have him to myself all summer long, but in mid August when the night winds start to cool and the buzz of a new school year rings in the air,
I'll shed a tear, or two, or maybe this time.......a thousand.......because then "inevitable" arrives, taking Owen by the hand and leading him forward, onward, schoolward, while Mama is left standing in the shadows, mustering up the strength...........
to face the music and let him soar.
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