An End and a New Beginning

Today was Cole's last day of school and my last day of working outside the home. It was bittersweet (more sweet than bitter but you know what I mean). I dropped Cole off at school this morning and it was like any other day. I drove to work (took me 1 hour and 45 minutes today), got a coffee and started my last day of work. My friend Carolyn took me to lunch with a few of our other co-working-friends. All was very normal and great. Until.....until I took my single box of "junk" from my cubical to my car. I slowly placed the box into my trunk and got into my car and all of a sudden it hit me like a ton of bricks. My stomach felt queasy but I felt like dancing all at the same time. "What is wrong with me?", I thought. For a split second, I was nervous yet excited. I pulled out of the parking garage and headed for Cole's school to pick him up. The closer I got to the school the more the excitement drowned out the fear. (It's not like we didn't think this through. It's not like we won't make it financially (it will be tight but who doesn't live tight these days). It's not like we didn't pray about this decision. I know with all my being that this is the "right" thing to do right now and I know God will lead us through this too. ) I arrived at Cole's school and when I saw his smiling face, my heart melted and I was as giddy as a school-girl about my new "job"; Mama. I am looking forward to each new day and adventure with Cole.