Yesterday was kindergarten roundup for Henry. My last boy will be heading to school in the fall. This past week I felt that I was going to be okay with it all. I’d been focusing on all the positives that were ahead, trying to ignore the heavy, tugging feeling at my heart. As we walked up to the school, Henry at my side, I felt him begin to walk slower and quietly grab my hand. That’s all it took. The tugging I’d been trying to ignore all week welled up in my heart and brought tears to my eyes. <Sigh> I looked down at him and smiled through my tears, he smiled back, hugged my arm and we headed into the school.