My 8 year old son....
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
is walking home from school for the very first time.
This in my oldest son, and I am a nervous wreck waiting for the phone call that he has made it home okay.
Ugh, my stomach is in knots! I know this is a normal feeling for most parents as they watch their children grow and discover themselves!
But it is especially hard for me!
My 9 year old sister was hit and killed while crossing the street 15 years ago. I know that doesn't mean my child will face the same fate, but I can't help but think of what my parents have gone through after such a horrible accident.
But I can't hold him back, he can't be my little baby forever, I've got to let him experience life to the fullest and let him enjoy the time he gets to explore his independence.
Love my son.
Also want to send out a reminder, that as kids are now officially back in school, drive slow during school zones and watch for pedestrians! You would not want to live with that kind of guilt!