kane had a beautiful story on his site that got me thinking about something....

Last First Day Of School
I will never ever forget the first day of school for my youngest child. It was the first time I had to turn my back and walk out on her when every natural, maternal urge I posessed was telling me to pick her up and run.

After saying good-bye to her in the classroom, I walked down the hallway to leave the school. I passed two other mothers, smiled and joined in step with them. We three Moms continued walking up the stairs, and as the principal was coming down them, he said something like "We'll take good care of your babies, Mothers." We smiled and turned to each other and it was then I noticed that we had all three been crying as we'd dropped off our precious cargo that morning.

Of course, I cried all the way home, but the principal's warm wise words brought some comfort to this hurting Mother on such a monumental day.