To My Son {On Your First Day of PreK}

Look at you; standing there with your contagious smile, backpack swung over your shoulder and joy in your eyes.

It’s school day; it’s finally here.

You’re starting PreK.

This isn’t your first first day of school, but something about today feels different.

It’s a big milestone; a major turning point.

In May I was uncertain. I didn’t know if you’d be ready. But this summer you’ve blown us away. You’ve found your voice and you’re on your way to great things.  

Have I told you how much you amaze me?

Your determination and perseverance is the reason you’re ready to walk into that classroom today.

I remember a few years back, watching you through the two-way glass, struggling to make the most simple sounds. I remember the way my heart ached at the site of your frustration. You had so much you wanted to say. More than once I wiped tears from my eyes before greeting you with a smile after your speech session.

I pleaded with God; begged to hear your voice.

I was scared; unsure of what the future held.

What if you never talked?

My biggest fear was that somewhere along the way I failed you.

The progress was painfully slow, but His promise never changed: If it seems slow in coming, wait. It’s on the way. It will come at the right time. (Habakkuk 2:3)

The words were slow to come; but they are here to stay.

Every struggle.

Every tear.

Every fear.

They faded at the sound of of your voice.

I can’t promise PreK will be a breeze. You will probably have to work harder than other kids your age. The classroom still presents a unique set of challenges for you; but that’s okay.

Because here’s what I can promise…

I will always be your biggest cheerleader.

I will be your voice when your’s is shaky.

I will be your advocate when nobody else is standing up for you.

I will stay up late and help you with homework.

I will go the extra mile to make sure you get the education you deserve.

I will continue raising my voice; long after you’ve found yours.

I will never give up on you!