My child,
so small
on the blacktop.
The school,
so fragile
at its midpoint.
Glass doors.
How is it that I
leave my heart
like this?
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Marilyn Rauch Cavicchia 
Wow, do I hear you. As I recall, yours is about 6 or 7, too?
Yes, she’s 7. Yours? I really wasn’t expecting yesterday to be so difficult — but somehow, looking back toward the blacktop, and then right past the glass doors … it really was.
Mine is 13, and taller than me now…still, when I dropped her off…knowing she was going through glass doors that wouldn’t be locked…the distance between us is not so great that our sense of security (false as it is) has remained in tact. It hasn’t…and I doubt will ever be again.
I don’t have kids but I have small cousins I love like my own… monday’s have def become the start of a week of worries… ugh
i think so many parents feel like this right now…my kids are quite grown up but my daughter’s about to become a teacher soon..so..
whew…its hard to leave them…esp in light of what happened…entrusting they will be ok…hard reality this week…
So much in so few words. Sad and lovely.
A similar feeling. A great simple expression of how many feel. So much said and understoos with having to be said. Perfect in presentation, touching in message.
Quietly powerful.
loving reading this. i have an 8 and 6 year old. a post of grief. i needed this. thank you.
…I always knew Mum would exactly feel the same back when we’re so young and fragile… always a silent worrier…. short and excellent… smiles…
Reblogged this on The Arkside of Thought.
heart-touching, Marilyn…
Indeed — we are always vulnerable — but fortunately, we often forget.
How is it? We walk in faith and trust every day, in nearly every way, without acknowledging that fact. Blessings to you as you continue along the path.
http://www.kimnelsonwrites.com/2012/12/17/moses-like/
Wow. This is so direct, succinct. Expresses a primal fear only a parent can feel. thank you.
Though I don’t have kids, I dread that first Monday morning when I will have to do this.
beautiful lines, yea it’s a hard task but you will get stronger with time 🙂
You’ve expressed, in such simplicity, the epicenter of the ache in many people’s hearts at this moment.
every parent, every aunt, uncle, grandparent is in line with you at this time. thank you for expressing our universal grief so poignantly.
A hard one my third she is 10 thinking about senior school (gulp) so i have felt it and know it, and expressed so well