Late last night some wild worries that have pitched a tent and decided to camp out in my mind.
The king will be making a three day trip tomorrow with his school to Philadelphia.
He has traveled by himself before to Puerto Rico.
But even still I worry ...
Will he know what to do if the bus driver is having a stroke?
Will he bathe ?
Will he eat?
Will he call me before he goes to bed at night?
But I am reminded about his adventurous spirit and his wild heart, and I know he is fine.
I am reminded that he is nicknamed "king" after Maurice Sendak's story Where the Wild Things Are.
I am reminded he is a lover of wild woods and the great outdoors since he was born.
Max the king, the ruler of all wild things...happy adventuring!
and be still my heart
I dedicate this to him and all those wild at heart
RIP Maurice Sendak
Es muy dificil apartar los fantasmas cuando vienen a visitarnos.... pero como tu misma dices, su corazón aventurero hará que todo vaya bien...
ReplyDeleteLove this song..............
:) love this song too...in my head on repeat
DeleteHe will be fine he is old enough. Ms.M spend the weekend in the woods with girl scouts she was 8. ;) he will love it and you will be better for letting him go.
ReplyDeleteThanks Adri! I love that Ms. M is an adventurer like the king. ;)
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