Ben and Lucy’s last day of third and second grade. And last day at Oakdale forever. Why did I not expect the torrent of tears that I shed as soon as I walked in the building this morning? I managed to say thank you to all their teachers. But I did not stay for the end of the year chapel and I’m not sure I won’t regret it. I just thought I would seriously lose it and didn’t think the kids needed that. So I’m thanking God all alone in my heart for their years at a great school and praying for blessings on all the students and teachers next year, wherever they go.
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Since I have”crossed the bridge” into to the more mature section of life, my eyes are NOT what they used to be. Until I enlarged this photo, I swear, I thought it was a very old picture of you and Karl! I can’t believe how much they look like you guys! I understand how you feel! It’s so hard to say good-bye to something that had such an important influence on all of your lives! Summertime is very bitter sweet this year I am sure! Prayers and comfort your way dear sister-in-law!
Wow, Sara. I love this. Please keep writing—I remember your kids at such young ages, and this is the kind of thing that keeps reminding me how fast it goes.
Unreal. These children are like blooming flowers, growing and changing at WARPED speed. I love them. And you. And your blog. And I know that Ben and Lucy will take the goodness of Oakdale with them wherever they go next–kids are good at that. God is good like that too.
Yes. I’m getting verhklempt (sp) just reading about it!
And yes, those children are like blooming flowers!
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