I knew it would happen… eventually. Every kid goes through this rite of passage. And then, so does every mother.

As we approached Graham’s school this morning, he said “Mom, could you say you love me BEFORE I open the door to get out?”.

I feel a little sting to my heart. And I remembered a story my own mother often told of my first day of school. She walked me into my classroom and tried to hug and kiss me goodbye. I refused. She left in tears and cried all day.

Full circle.