I passed down South Eighth Street, from Taylor, and saw all the mothers lined up in their cars, waiting to pick up their children from First Baptist Kindergarten. It has been a long time since I was dropping Kate off at the First Baptist Activity Building for kindergarten. She shared a class with a lot of her friends, children who shared classes with her for twelve more years. A whole generation of children. Kate was in Miss Daisy Smith's kindergarten class. Miss Daisy had a gentle hand with those children and could control them with a quiet voice or a movement. That was a time. It seems like it was the end of an era. Perhaps it was. There is a sadness as if a part of me will no longer be there. Soon, Kate will graduate from college and be off to other adventures, and our little girl will be far from us.
I would hope that she wants to go out for greater and grander adventures. I would hope that she has the confidence that would allow her to step out without hesitation. I would hope that she knows that she can make it. But I also hope that she would want to come back to us, at least to visit, and know that we are always there for her, if she needs us. And I would hope that she is happy with what journey is laid out before her.
Pray, with confidence.
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
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