End of School

Well, in 3 more days, we will have survived this school year. Obviously, it's been a difficult one. I'm incredibly proud of my children for having the strength and courage to get through it. We've had our rough days. We've had more "sick" days then we probably should have. We've had our fights about how to behave in school. We've survived it.

My kids had a tough year. They've all lost more this year then they ever should have to. They've all come out stronger in the end of it. Two of them started new schools, made new friends, mourned the loss of their old schools and some of their friends. They've all had a house change, one of them two of them. Two of them had brief hospital stays. One of them a surgery. All of them counseling. Some of them the counseling was a new thing.

They've all made new friends this year. We've moved into a great new neighborhood where new friendships are blossoming. The kids have settled into a new routine for the most part. They've all grown and become stronger. In the face of difficult times, they've held on tight and fought through and have made it to summer.

We still have rough days. We've experienced a lot of "firsts" that have been hard this year. We will continue to have those. We will continue to grow and learn from them. We will continue to honor their mom, aunt, my sister. We will be stronger in the end because that's the only choice.

All-in-all, under horrible circumstances, we've made it. THEY'VE made it. Each and everyone of them. I could not be more proud of them. I could not be more proud to call them my children.