These last few weeks have been the longest on record waiting for the last day to arrive.
The struggles:
Ripping them from their covers in the morning, making breakfast, nagging when it't time to go.
No, there were no special awards, no playoffs made, no honor roll every quarter, no birthday party invitations. There were the phone calls, the emails, the meetings. There was the time when the laptop got thrown in the trash can, when the teacher made fun , the homework got ripped up, and when the coach wouldn't play him as much as he thought he should.
There was the bad grade on a test, there was quitting, there was behavior and there was therapy. There was missed time from work, meeting after meeting, IEP's were ignored, communication was scarce. Teenagers just walking away as I'm trying to photo document that precious last day.
town politics. Did I say, town POLITICS!
The joys: Inclusion, concerts, games, excitement for learning something new, that awesome grade on a test, being a leader, a self-advocate, the chess club, the school business, Yoga and reading at night, new routines, breakthroughs, finding a new school, special Olympics, finding a village and independence.
What a roller coaster it is having big kids. Going from Mama bear protector to mad at them in the same sentence. I'm exhausted! Now onto the great backpack from locker clean out!
Hello summer.
Can't wait until next year. (Just keeping it real!)
