First Day of School

The first day of school is usually completely depressing to me. I just miss Sister so much... and every year I have SOMETHING to worry about.
 

Kindergarten.
 

Her first day in school...ever.
 

1st.
 

Her first FULL day in school.
 

2nd.
 

New school and she didn't know anyone.
 

3rd.
 

Went to school with a big black eye.
 

4th.
 

New school and didn't know anyone.
 

5th.
 

I forget, but I'm certain it was something.
 

6th.
 

First Day in Middle School.
 

This year she is in 7th grade.
 

I have to say I am doing surprisingly well.
 

Actually for the first time I'm not worried at all.
 

I mean, she's in a new school AND she is 12 (which is just HARD in a million ways)  AND she has to change classes AND open her locker AND meet new friends AND ride the bus AND who will she sit with at lunch?
 

How is it possible that I'm not worried?
 

This year I prayed ALOT and I know she will be okay. Actually I know this year will be great for her. She may have some difficult moments and the mom in me wants to make everything easy and "fix" all the potential problems. But I'm starting to see that she needs those struggles. That's how you get ready for life...getting through the tough stuff.
 

So this year instead of worrying all day I'm going to do something fun with the babies.
 

Sister will do just fine. God's got her back.
 

Now for a flashback:
 

First day photos: 5th, 6th, and 7th.