Thanks Mom, you're the best!

So this marks one of the days I have dreaded since the day my little boy was born.

                         River James May

                           May 23rd, 2005  

Today he woke up and brushed his teeth, combed his hair, picked out his own clothes, and put on his shoes and backpack and was all ready for his first day of kindergarten.

He was READY!!!....but his momma wasn't. As we walked him to the bus stop I was very nervous about letting him get on a bus all by himself and leaving his momma standing there on the sidewalk alone.

The bus was late...too late. So we decided to take him to school ourselves. And I am so glad we did. The Lord blessed me with a memory and visual image I will have in my head for the rest of my life.

Laike and I walked River into his school and led him to the cafeteria to eat breakfast. I helped him through the line and showed him what to do and told him to go find a seat while I talked to the lunch lady. When I was done I went up to him to take his picture eating and said our goodbyes.

As I was walking away, I heard a little voice say "excuse me, I need help opening my milk". I stopped and turned around to look at him and the lady was too busy and not hearing his little voice. My heart strings were tugging...."should I go and help him?"...."should I walk away and let him figure it out?".  Needless to say I turned around and went back to help my little boy open his milk and explained that he needs to be louder when asking for help. His reply was, "Thanks mom, you're the best".

I said goodbye again and turned around and started walking out the lunch room, I got into the hall and looked through the windows to see my beautiful baby boy gazing at me with a smile and a small wave. My heart sunk, and the tears started flowing.

Wednesday August 25th, 2010 was one of the longest days I have ever had. I missed my son. Waiting until 3 o clock was like waiting for Christmas to arrive. Rodney, Laike and I were down at the bus stop waiting and waiting for what seemed like forever. Our hearts skipped a beat as we saw a bus coming, as it got closer we realized it was not his. ahhh it was torture.

Then there it came, bus #205 and it stopped and the doors opened and around the corner approaching the stairs was River with big smiles happy to see us!

He was home with me again and I made it through the first day....barely might I add.