“Mommy, I didn’t get a star today.” Pout the little boy just before I tucked him in. His little lips pout a bit.
“Star for what, Pumpkin?” I trace his eyebrow with my finger. He likes it when I do that.
“English class. My friend Chiro won and got a star.”
Ah, my competitive little first grader. It’s been over a week now since he starts first grade. My heart couldn’t be more proud of him. My once teeny-tiny baby now a 1st Grader!
“That’s ok, baby. You will have plenty of chances to get the stars. Every day is a new day so every class is a new chance.” Now I rub his head gently.
“Remember what Mommy told you?…”
“I believe…I believe you will get the stars that you wish for. You just have to believe in yourself and keep on trying.” With that I landed a kiss on his forehead.
“But I didn’t get the star!” He pouted again.
“You will one day, just keep on trying. Keep on believing and do your best. I believe in you.” Our eyes locked and I feel the love, the trust this little soul have in his mother’s words. Landed him one more kiss before I tucked him in even tighter and tell him how much I love him for him.
And my heart aches…as I walked slowly to my own bed.
As I lay down, eyes on the ceiling. I allowed one tear silently escaped from the corner of my eyes, soon to be followed by its peers. Silent tears so I do not worry my little boy. Silent tears that washes over my aching soul, hidden in the thick darkness of the room.
How true is that…not only in English class but for our daily every day classes of life. In this so-called life where there are no more walls to call our classroom. We are forever on a learning journey.
The stars now seems out of reach from where I am.
Yet I know it is out there. It has to be!
I just have to keep on trying, keep on believing.
That one day the brightest most beautiful star will come to me, in its own time. Until then I shall strive to be the best of me. To live a life full of joy and love, even when I have to do it alone, again.
With this, I decided to unplug for awhile. I will be back, don’t you worry your pretty little heads, my friends.
Much love to you.