Wednesday, 7 September 2011
Photo At Last
I am enjoying this class so much more than I expected to, even though my lessons are all still in my notebook and not yet on decorated pages. It's really making me think about life's everyday little events that normally pass me by. There's only been one day so far where my 'lesson' wasn't obvious but involved a little deeper contemplation.
Today I learnt that for me, as a Mum, sending my baby off to her first day of secondary school was equally as emotional as her first day of primary school. Who would have thought that? She was only four when I handed her over to her first teacher - I was bound to be emotional about that. She's almost 12 now, I expected that today would present no problem. Wrong. I keep thinking of that Abba song, 'Slipping Through My Fingers', and it makes me cry. Silly isn't it?