1. I am the first parent to walk into the empty classroom. It’s all so familiar: the smell, the walls. This used to be my school once.
2. I can tell that we are both tip-toeing around the topics related directly to our girls. I had witnessed Em’s agony over her best friends’ sudden unexplainable withdrawal just at the beginning of last summer, and I am happy she has gotten over it and that I, too, am fine with this limited communication.
3. I am grateful to be able to call it the day and go to sleep. Surely, tomorrow things will be better, so much better.