I’ve worked in schools my entire career…public schools, private schools, preschools, elementary schools, middle schools, high schools, and universities. I’ve seen behind the curtain, and it scares me. I’ve seen school change kids and change families, sometime for better and sometimes for worse.
Last July, I signed Cash up for the wait list at The Little School at Duke. It was the one school I had heard amazing things about from a school psychologist friend who sent her kids to the school in Hillsborough. There we were, having lunch at Nantucket Grill with our two week old baby and I was filling out preschool applications for the following fall. It felt ridiculous.
Fast forward one year to the day we got the email that Cash had a spot for the coming school year and it felt more like a blessing! Colin and I visited the school a few weeks ago and fell in love! I never thought I’d be able to say that. I never thought a school would feel good enough. And yet, here we are…two weeks from Cash’s first birthday and a few more weeks until we are dropping him off at school! Granted, it’s only two days a week, but still. It’s a huge transition for our family.
I hope he loves it, and makes lots of friends. I hope other kids are kind to him and he is kind to them. I hope his teachers love him and understand his personality. I hope he gets to be himself, but also cooperates well with others. And I hope Colin and I feel like we’ve made the right decision when we look back.
I’m excited for this next step of sharing Cash with the world, but also a little intimidated. It feels like a leap of faith, but the perfect timing adds a bit of serendipity, which makes me feel like this is a good decision. I hope so, anyway.
Joyful Striving 