Tomorrow I will have two children in school.
As I expected, I am troubled.
But it's a different feeling this time round.
I am not worried that she won't cope without me.
I am worried that she will.
I am worried that she will make friends and learn more and grow up and slip out of my grasp.
She is a free spirit kind of girl, and I think about how I will show her love as she needs me less?
I suppose I will stumble and fail and try to listen to her heart and learn some things myself.
Perhaps school is education for all of us.
(I remember the words I whispered to myself two years ago...)
Love is an evolving thing.
And so I smile at the future.