first day
1:26 PM
Last night I didn't want to go to bed because I wasn't ready to face the big day of Sydney's first day of school. As I got to the top of the stairs after 1am, I saw her standing at the top of the dark hallway, rubbing her eyes and mumbling nonsense in her grogginess. I carried her to to her room and crawled in bed with her.
"Did you have a dream?" I asked.
"Yeah", she said.
"What was it about?"
"Hats."
"What kind of hats?"
"Big ones, round ones..."
"Was it a good dream?"
"Yeah..."
Then she drifted off to sleep. And I laid there with, blinking back tears. I am lucky.
I need to just savor the journey and not worry over how fast time is flying.
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