Almost every single morning I stand outside the playground, I stand and wait. I stand and watch. I stand with the handful of other parents, we visit and wait. We stand and wait for recess to end and the children to line up. We watch as they file off to their classrooms, and we wave.
I sit at Chick-fil-a facing the play place, I watch and I wave. Every time she climbs to the top I wave, when she pops out of the tunnel I act startled, I wave. I watch and I wave.
I sit in the audience waiting for the concert, and when she (and earlier he) enter the stage I watch as they scan the crowd and I give a subtle wave.
When he walks past me to go into the courtroom, I give a little wave.
When I enter the gym and I make eye contact, I give a little wave.
When he crosses the finish line I call out to him and I wave.
When I see them see me I wave. I will always be my Children’s home base, I want to be their beacon, I want to be their safe place, their welcome home, the one who is cheering them on, waiting for them, watching their tricks, I stand to the sideline letting them shine, I wave.
I will always wave.
Go hug your kids, they need you to be the safety, they need your love.