I get it now. I cried on Zooey's first day of school. I cried this morning, on her last day of school. I digitally flipped through pictures of her through the school year and saved one from each month. I watched in a span of minutes how her little face changed over the last ten months, how much taller she's gotten, how much more her hair looks like "big girl hair." I look at her artwork from August, which is mostly scribbles, to her artwork today, where she scribbles her name at the bottom and carefully constructs a tapestry of color and little tadpole people with hair, eyes, a smile and a story. I listen to my girl who was, at the beginning of the year, saying, "Me love you" and who is now reciting from memory all the nursery rhymes she's learned this year and singing Amazing Grace and songs from her end of the year school program. She has grown and changed so much physically! But she has also changed in every other way. She's come out of her shell with her peers, grown a sense of humor and a greater sense of her own identity. She has grown spiritually and more in love with Jesus. She has become more particular, or maybe just more verbal about the things she is particular about. She asks lots of questions in her quest for knowledge. She knows the alphabet and numbers, she has grown in her creativity and shows a huge interest in words and reading.
As I watched her walk into class today in classic Zooey-style, without looking back and only looking forward to the fun of the day, I watched my heart go into that class and was reminded that we're one day closer to the day she leaves my arms and my nest. This year was another that I am treasuring up in my heart and today was another sweet reminder from God of the gift He has given me in this sweet girl that I get to treasure every single day. Thank You Jesus for this school, for this year and for my sweet little Zooey.
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