As it came time to line up and make the march toward the "Kindergarten door," the hand in mine held tighter and her small body pressed close to my leg. I leaned down and whispered a blessing: "The Lord bless you and keep you; the Lord make his face to shine upon you and give you peace. I love you, Abby." As the youngsters walked through the door, she lingered, uncertain. But then, after every other child had filed by, she suddenly released herself and joined the line, walking purposefully.
I can't wait to hear all about her first day!

2 comments:
I'm so anxious to hear about it, too!
Tears. She's so brave!
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