I think the simplest of reminders work the best sometimes.

Chanced upon these quote – it spoke to me as I was reminded that our lives (hb and mine) first crossed when we were in Kindergarten – in Lutheran Church when we were 5 years old. I discovered that when we were dating, my MIL showed me a photograph of hb in kindergarten, the very same photograph I had from kindergarten, with the both of us seated at far ends in the same class.

When we were 5, in Kindergarten 1. The same age that K is at now.

All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten

Most of what I really need
To know about how to live
And what to do and how to be
I learned in kindergarten.
Wisdom was not at the top
Of the graduate school mountain,
But there in the sandpile at school.
These are the things I learned:
Share everything.
Play fair.
Don’t hit people.
Put things back where you found them.
Clean up your own mess.
Don’t take things that aren’t yours.
Say you’re sorry when you hurt somebody.
Wash your hands before you eat.
Flush.
Warm cookies and cold milk are good for you.
Live a balanced life –
Learn some and think some
And draw and paint and sing and dance
And play and work everyday some.
Take a nap every afternoon.
When you go out into the world,
Watch out for traffic,
Hold hands and stick together.
Be aware of wonder.”

~by Robert Fulghum

This image holds true to my heart – ‘Hold hands and Stick together’.

(Photo of my hand in hb’s taken with a Canon 550D)

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Watching the boy fast asleep tucked in his bed at 1030pm. He has adjusted well since we moved out of our home, set up home in a room in my mom’s house, and co-sleeping has been the only option since.

As a family, we have undergone so much changes in the last 2 months, but I feel heartened that despite these changes with the environment and in routine, he seemed to have taken it all in his stride.

Could it be the assurance of knowing that hb and I are always next to him in this room, and that he is able to reach out for my arm in the middle of the night and have my hand to hold on to whenever he sleeps?

Maybe all it takes to give a child courage to take on the changes in the different seasons of life, is the assurance that his parents will always be there to hold his hand.

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