Fri 28 Aug 2009
My stepson started first grade today. My nephew did too. First grade. A big deal! They are on the brink of their long educational journey.
But for me, first grade has always felt like the end of an era. When my oldest daughter went to first grade, I spent the entire day in tears. My ‘baby’, who up until that point had spent her days with me, was now in a new environment in which I had less impact. I felt diminished, replaced, ineffective, afraid. (more…)



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