First Days, First Steps, First Moments

I feel like my mother has just left me in my first kindergarten class. I'm still looking at the glass in the door and waiting for her face to reappear. Surely it's all a cruel joke and she is coming back to get me. She really isn't seriously going to leave me here. I remember that like feeling like it was this morning, and it still (oddly enough) has the power to evoke tears. Why?
I never thought I would come here. Here I am. I feel kind of numb to even be writing is beyond the steps I thought I might take. No, I never thought I would take. But I am here. I have arrived in a place I said I would never go. Today is my beginning. Thank you for your courage Jaliya. I believe it was the last little push I needed. Actually it was more like a big shove, but thank you anyway, here I am.....