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ROOTS AND WINGS – How to Let Go on the First Day of Kindergarten

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Yesterday. You started kindergarten yesterday. You walked into those doors a baby, your hand clinging to mine, my heart clinging to the knowledge that this is the first step in a long process of letting go. Letting you go. Giving you wings and space and freedom. And I pray I’m also giving you roots. 

I look at you, and I wonder if I’ve done enough, said enough, prayed enough, loved enough. It’s only kinder, they say. But I know better; these last five years … they were just a blink. The next will be too. Then you’re 10, then onto 15, and before I know it … you’re 20. All of this unfolds before me in an instant as I prepare to walk you inside. 

You cleave to my hand and whisper that you’re nervous. My heart lurches too, but I don’t tell you. For in that moment you need to muster bravery, and I’ve promised to be brave for the both of us. For when your courage falters, you can borrow mine. You can always borrow mine; because what you don’t know is that you’ve been inspiring courage in me since before you were born. 

So although I don’t tell you I’m nervous, what I do tell you is this.

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You were created for a purpose by a purposeful God, and though my mama heart wants to cloister you away, the world needs you … your creativity, your heart, your light, your goodness.

There may be moments in your day when you feel lonely or sad, a bit lost or scared. Don’t sink into those feelings; instead, allow them to remind you that others are feeling the same. Then go … go to the lonely, the sad, the lost or the scared and befriend them. Muster your courage … the bit you’ve borrowed from me if you feel you’ve misplaced your own … and welcome them into your fold. 

I can’t utter these words as I drop you off, but I whisper them in a prayer. And then I leave … and it feels a bit like parting with my heart.

The hours creep by …

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And then it’s 3; and your blonde braids come streaming down the stairs, your face lit by a smile and the faintest hint of newfound strength. You did it. I did it.

I enfold you in a hug; your small frame melting into mine. This is kindergarten … these roots, those wings and the beautifully brave tension of clinging tight while letting go. You unfold yourself from my grasp and clasp your hand to mine. We did it! And those roots sink a bit deeper as your wings stretch a bit wider. 

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The Fellowship of Mama Friendships

She came over the other day for a cup of coffee. Just an average Friday. Two kids in tow, workout clothes and not a stitch of make-up. No mask. No pretense. Real. Authentic. Honest. Her.

We stepped onto the patio where a much-needed cleansing rain was washing away the heat and the grime of 100-degree Texas summers … a tangible expression of what would happen in our hearts. Refreshment, rest, rejuvenation.

The conversation flowed and time slowed while the babies crawled at our feet and the older kids tumbled in and out. Crazy, chaotic, abundant life happening around and below and above while life-giving words hung in the midst of it all.

Our coffee grew cold and our hearts warm as we shared our dreams and our struggles, our victories and our failures. Truth poured forth and bravery broke free on that back patio.

Just two moms, authentic friendship, and a God who whispers “I’m not finished with you yet.” And suddenly, the desert dissipates. The parched heart finds water. The sand-starved eyes glimpse the promised land.

Motherhood can feel isolating. The poured-out moments and the constant demands of little hands can leave a mama’s heart starving and empty.

But there is a feast to be found in the fellowship of a friend. For a burden shared is a burden halved and a lonely heart finds joy in the journey when another joins.

This is the blessing, the beauty, and the necessity of authentic friendship. It is an emotional filling up for an empty spirit, a drenching rain for a drought-tired heart.

C.S. Lewis said, “Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another: ‘What! You too? I thought I was the only one.’”

Sometimes we think we’re the only one … tired, discouraged, poured-out and parched dry. Until an unmasked friend in all her authenticity shares a cup of coffee and says, “you too?”. And suddenly those words are like a cleansing rain to your drought-drained heart.

So put on a pot of coffee and call a friend. Be honest about your struggles and transparent about your dreams. Real. Authentic. Honest. You.

Let the babies crawl and the tots tumble. Let your kids see you doing life within the fellowship of friendship, and let your desert-dry heart soak up the cleansing rain. And suddenly, I think you’ll find that your spirit sighs. “You too?,” it says. “I thought I was the only one.”

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Like what you see here? Then you’ll love my first-ever children’s book, Bruce the Brave. Available on Amazon! For more content like this, connect with me on Facebook or Instagram! To receive more encouraging posts AND get a free printable, enter your e mail in the box to the sidebar at the right. Then just click “I want to Follow F&C!” Be sure to check your inbox for the confirmation and the link to your free printable. You can also follow F&C on BlogLovin’

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