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First Day



my schanafouilles 
Monday was the first day of school. My eldest is in secondary or Cycle d'orientation while my youngest is in the primary school. 
The girls were anxious and I tried not to show mine. 
However, compared to previous years, this time, it feels like we're ready. I am not talking about being on time, having satisfying breakfast, and all but rather the changes and the possibilities ahead.

As their mother, I lovingly embrace it now, not without the first day anxiety :) and welcome the fact that my babies are growing up and becoming more independent. No more brushing their hair into pigtails and braids. School snacks are not prepared anymore. Though this time, one wore my t-shirt and the other one my light jacket.

Some years ago, when my youngest did not feel like going to school, I drew a heart on a piece of paper with a little note that says: I love you forever. I told her that though, Nanay cannot go to school with her, my heart is with her and hopefully, she'd feel ok. Then we hugged and my husband walked the girls to school. 
 
This Monday morning, I made some pancakes for breakfast. That comfort food they both love. 
And before they completely run and take the route to autonomy, they were given tight hugs & kisses. Then, I uttered a silent prayer of protection, said that I love them with all my might just like the time when I gave my heart, drawn on a piece of paper.
  




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