I start kindergarten this week.
Again.
I’m nervous.
Anxious.
I have butterflies in my stomach.
Again.
Well, it’s not really me who is going to kindergarten.
It’s Chaim Boruch.
He is going to a new school.
New teacher.
New classmates.
New worries.
I have been trying to prepare him…
I have been trying to prepare myself…
Does he hear the voice in my heart?
I wonder if he will be okay. I wonder what he understands.
I pray that he will know in his heart that I will come back to pick him up.
Although silently, a piece of my heart will be left in his backpack.
Kindergarten.
All colorful and bright.
Yet my feelings are grey and dull…full of worry and concern.
Chaim Boruch…
Please be okay.
Please.