Today Gable had his last day ever of preschool. His last day of walking through The Peak doors and turning left instead of going straight. His last day of asking me if he has time to jump first. His last day of being my buddy at work. His last day of playing with Jude after class. I try not to think about these things very much because it makes me sad. These little moments are done. I can't get them back and I wonder if I absorbed them enough. If I made enough memories to last the rest of my life. I hope I did. Problem of child #3 is that mom forgets things - Like taking pictures of just him in his cap, but I have taken millions of mental pics the last 3 years as Gable has grown and changed. I realize how far he has come. I realize how hard it will continue to be.
The one thing I know now that I was unsure of 3 years ago is that Gable is up for the challenge. Today when they were giving his award of the most helpful kid in class before he stepped down he reminded Ms. Keldi that he is "super smart too." Gable innately knows his worth and I stand in wonder of that gift because I doubted his future so much early on. He has not doubts of his abilities or his future successes. His confidence is his gift to me that gives me the courage to fight for him. I am already scared and tired knowing what will just begin next year, but that is ok, because Gable already knows he can do it.
He is my love and my sweet, beautiful boy for the last 5.5 years. I love him hard because it has been hard at times, but he has taught me more about my abilities than I would have discovered on my own. I love my boy. He loves me..... and Mario of course, but that isn't bad company to be in.
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