I expected to cry when I took you to school the first day…but I didn’t.

I expected to tear up the second day when I dropped you off simply because you cried on Monday…but I didn’t.

I did not expect to have a catch in my throat when I pulled away from you this morning at the drop off line.

I did not expect to see you smiling and wildly waving goodbye, blowing one last kiss.

I did not expect to look in my sideview mirror and see you looking so grown up and so tiny all at once.

Objects in this mirror are closer than they appear.

Oh, how true.

Time?  Do me a favor and please slow down.