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Oh, it all comes back in all it's poignancy; I well remember the lurch of my heart as I watched my young ones go off on the bus---the biggest lump in my throat when G went (for obvious reasons); another when C left , for she was only four (five in Nov.) , a lesser tightening of the throat when A left (she was almost six , and SO ready for school), and although PJ was my youngest, he was going with the protection and company of his older sister, A.(who had given him definite instructions about behaviour at school!! :)
A Mother's heart is certainl torn , wanting independence for her child, but finding it hard to let go. All Mother's will understand this!

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