“Iniwan mo ko sa school,” she told me accusingly. “Umiyak ako.”
My heart broke into tiny little pieces at those words. And here I thought she was okay at school. Well, she was and she’s pretty chuffed whenever I fetch her after class, but it would seem she did not start the day in that exuberant mood.
I asked her if she’s mad at me. She’s not. I asked her if she’s tampo. She’s not. But still the hurt look in her eyes haunt me.
She’s growing up, spreading and testing her wings with her newfound freedom. But despite her budding independence, I guess she still needs the comfort and assurance that Mommy will be there to share the new experiences with her. And Lord knows I want to, but of course this is something she must do on her own.
This will get easier as the days and months go by, and I know time will come she’ll be walking into her classroom with a skip in her step and with nary a backward glance at me. And I know that would hurt, so for now I’ll cherish this bittersweet moment of her crying for Mommy in her strange new home for the school year.
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My heart.
But that feeling doesn’t stop ever. At least, in my case. When my mom and dad told me that I should move out after HS (of course with allowance), I cry almost everyday on my first month of college, even months after, on monday mornings, when I leave home and go to the dorm I stay at during school days. Technically, I’ve been living away from home since college. Then, after I got married, I realized, that the day I left for college was the day I left home and I know I will never live there ever again esp now that I’ll be starting my own family. I feel like that period in my life living with my parents was so short.
Wow. That’s probably why you’re so independent. I’m the opposite, up to now I still live with my parents (I’m the one paying for the house though). And much as I love them both, I still can’t wait to move out and love with my own little family.
Oh, cool. I didn’t know you (and maybe some other people, too) get that vibe from my blogs.
Well, now you know. 😉
My heart.
But that feeling doesn’t stop ever. At least, in my case. When my mom and dad told me that I should move out after HS (of course with allowance), I cry almost everyday on my first month of college, even months after, on monday mornings, when I leave home and go to the dorm I stay at during school days. Technically, I’ve been living away from home since college. Then, after I got married, I realized, that the day I left for college was the day I left home and I know I will never live there ever again esp now that I’ll be starting my own family. I feel like that period in my life living with my parents was so short.
Sweet Francine! 🙂 Same here Rae… I was unreasonably crying when I came back from my first week stay at the boarding house. I was on my second year in college then. Haha!
I don’t think I was like this as a kid, or maybe I just don’t remember. 😛 My parents (especially my mother) were kind of the overprotective type–even more so because I was an only child and a girl at that–so I was forever trying to assert my freedom.
Sweet Francine! 🙂 Same here Rae… I was unreasonably crying when I came back from my first week stay at the boarding house. I was on my second year in college then. Haha!
Haha, meron pa akong iyak sa bus levels drama.
Haha! 🙂
I don’t think I was like this as a kid, or maybe I just don’t remember. 😛 My parents (especially my mother) were kind of the overprotective type–even more so because I was an only child and a girl at that–so I was forever trying to assert my freedom.
only child ka pala… interesting!
Awww. But yes, it will be better and soon enough, they would beg to stay in school a little longer to play with their classmates. 🙂
If that is so, lucky for her I work in the same place so she could stay a bit longer after class if she wants to play with her classmates some more. 😉
Awww. But yes, it will be better and soon enough, they would beg to stay in school a little longer to play with their classmates. 🙂
Awwwww. This made me tear up a bit 🙂 I’m sure Francine will enjoy school, and soon you’ll also enjoy her stories about her classes and her many new friends 🙂
Thanks Jacqueline, I sure hope she continues to enjoy school sans the crying episodes. Hopefully she’ll make a lot of friends in her class too; I would love to hear about the other kids as well. 🙂
Awwwww. This made me tear up a bit 🙂 I’m sure Francine will enjoy school, and soon you’ll also enjoy her stories about her classes and her many new friends 🙂
Thanks Jacqueline, I sure hope she continues to enjoy school sans the crying episodes. Hopefully she’ll make a lot of friends in her class too; I would love to hear about the other kids as well. 🙂
Awwww! Nakurot naman ang puso ko with your post. I was never one to cry during those early days of starting school. Lagi din naman kasi ako pinapauwi due to excessive nose bleeding (di ko ata kinaya mag-abacus kaya ganun lol). I have always wanted to be independent and stay in a dorm during my college years but my parents wanted me home all the time. Imagine, college ako ha pero naka-school bus. I was the only college girl in the bus with highschool and gradeschool students! I’ve recently moved out of our house pero bitbit ko naman my sister and mom, and I’m acting as head of the household na. I have to budget expenses and all. I may not be independent in the sense that I live alone but I am independent in that I can manage a household with two other people relying on me now.
I’m excited to read more about Francine’s experiences growing up. Naku! Pano kaya when she tells you na about her school crush? 😀
Oh my God, I don’t want to think that far ahead into crushes and such! :O Haha.
I think your situation is more beneficial than living independently alone because you learn to provide not just for yourself but for a family as well. And kudos to you for that! 😀 It’s gonna serve you well when you start your own family, you would have no need to rely on your partner so there’s equality at the home front. 🙂
I experienced this many many times and the last time was just a week ago when our oldest daughter attended Vacation bible school,she cried her heart out the first day and the next day she’s fine and she didn’t want to go home on her last day. Your daughter will get better, promise.
You’re right, it would seem she’s adjusted fairly well by now. 🙂
I experienced this many many times and the last time was just a week ago when our oldest daughter attended Vacation bible school,she cried her heart out the first day and the next day she’s fine and she didn’t want to go home on her last day. Your daughter will get better, promise.