All Things Slipping Through My Fingers.

ABBA said it best in their song "Slipping Through My Fingers." If you go and see "Mamma Mia" you'll hear it. Or just turn your speakers up a smidge, I'll have it playing for the rest of the week.
It was a magical day. She didn't cry (and neither did I...mostly because Ken ushered me out of there at a rapid pace) although at one point she grabbed my hand on the playground and said, "Mama, I think I'm going to cry a little." It was a leap of faith for me to leave her in the hands of the very capable Mrs. Kirch. Incidentally, she is the same teacher Alex had when we moved to Reno. But, still it was a leap of faith for all of us.

I shouldn't have worried. When we picked her up, she was all a-twitter about her first day in Kindergarten. Another big step for us all was over. Another milestone was behind us. Now, it's Bella's turn to start pre-school, after Labor Day. Phew. All these paradigm shifts in our little world are leaving me dizzy.

Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning,

Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile,

I watch her go with a surge of that well-known sadness,
And I have to sit down for a while.

The feeling that I'm losing her forever,
And without really entering her world,

I'm glad whenever I can share her laughter,
That funny little girl.

Slipping through my fingers all the time,
I try to capture every minute,

The feeling in it,
Slipping through my fingers all the time.

Do I really see whats in her mind,
Each time I think I'm close to knowing,

She keeps on growing,
Slipping through my fingers all the time.

And somehow, we collectively made it through the day. Wishing you a leap of faith today as you go about your day. Go ahead, jump in!

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