You may remember, I whined a LOT and agonized at B having to leave his Preschool friends when he started kindergarten this Fall. One of his best buddies, Jac, was in B's 3k and 4k classes. It was particularly hard for me to explain that they would not be attending the same Kindergarten together, and B was real sad about it.
When we got to the birthday party today, all of the kids were running around having a great time, when I noticed Jac walk in. I looked up and saw that Brodie had noticed, too, and he was slowly making his way down from the playground and up to his old buddy, who was a little taller than the last time we saw him. I heard B say, a little unsure, "Jac, is that you? Is that really you?" I watched them smile and run off together, without missing a beat.
And so began the silly Mama tears.
I tried real hard to hide them, so no one would notice.
I know it is crazy, but I still miss those precious moments of Preschool, and that innocent time that will never be again. I miss those days even more right now as I think back on them, as it was before Nanny's cancer returned, and before Mother had to close her restaurant, and looking back, things just seemed a little better.
I guess those times are now officially "the good old days". Had you asked me, back then, if they were so good, I might have said, "no", but looking back now, I see clearly that they were.
Why is it that we can't know that until it is too late?
I'll tell you why. Because right now, Nanny is dying from cancer, and my Mother is still in an uncertain state, and the transition to real school has required a lot more of us, and I am back to working 2 jobs, and we are so wrapped up in our worries and the day to day of it all that we can't stop and enjoy what is now.
Even still, some how I know, or at least highly suspect, that in a few years down the road I will look back on these times as "good old days", too.
As today's party drew to a close, Brodie hated to leave, as I knew he would. He told me he needed to talk to Jac. I heard him as he went over and told Jac that he would soon be having his birthday party, and could he please come and celebrate with us. I assured them I would mail him an invitation. Then as we started to leave, Jac said, "Hey Brodie!" And Brodie turned around and Jac gave him a big hug and they both smiled so big, and so happy, and I might have remembered to pull out my camera and take a picture, if I wasn't so busy trying hard to hide more... silly Mama tears.