As I lay in bed last night fretting over what words of wisdom I would offer to him, all I could think of was the fact that in just a few years his high school years will be a thing of the past. I pondered what to say and what not to say. I fell asleep with no clue as to what I could possibly say to make him understand what I wanted for him this year. I woke up with the same realization and with no better idea of wisdom for him and the fact that next year he will not have enough fingers to put up an eleven.
In the end as I got up on my tippy toes to give him a kiss and look in his eyes to tell him to have a great first day, I just said..."Have fun this year and make the choices that will make you proud. You will always be my superstar and I am SO proud to be your mom...I love you" Of course when the car door shut and the car pool pulled away I turned my head and started to cry. When did my little guy turn into a man and where have the last 10 years gone?