first day of school blues

It's 10:30, the night before the first day of school and I'm already a nervous wreck.... We moved into a new house a little over a month ago and with that change, came a new school for the little two. I've had a very hard time with this whole idea. My entire life I attended only three schools~Greynolds Park Elementary, John F Kennedy Junior High and Clewiston High. In Carter's short life, this will be his third school in three years. Carter started shedding tears just before bedtime. He claimed a million reasons why he should stay home tomorrow...

Can I be home schooled? Can you stay with me in my class? I will miss you too much if I go to school. You will be lonely without us here. I'm scared. What if I don't make any friends? What if my teacher is mean? What if the work is too hard?

All of these questions just broke my heart... I know how he feels. I have always had a hard time with new experiences; this is probably the main reason I never went off to college. I am always uncomfortable in a new environment and meeting new people and walking into an unfamiliar place makes me nauseous. At remember at 18, I had all those same questions. All I could do was hold him and pray with him and tell him how he is precious he is to Rusty and I. I also told him how Jesus knows just how he feels and what his worries are. I told him that although I can't stay with you at school tomorrow, that Jesus will be right there with you all day long, He will never leave you! Now, if I could just take my own advice and relax in the truth that my Savior is faithful and that He knows my needs and fears, tomorrow will be a great (well, maybe an almost great) day!