No new outfit. No walking to the bus stop. No lunch boxes. None of that little girl first day of school stuff.
I’m lucky she let me snap a few pictures at the kitchen table.
This morning she’s about to drive herself to the local community college in her new (well, new to her 1996) car that she bought herself and pays insurance on, with her new drivers license and a satchel of pre-owned text books.
First class at 10 am, home by 4:20 pm, work at 6 to 12.
It’s starting to look like a grown-up world.
And this mom (and Dad) prays continually that God will put a hedge of protection around her and draw her ever closer to Him..