Tomorrow is the kiddo's first day of high school. I still can't quite wrap my mind around the fact that he will be a freshman, and can only imagine how is Dad feels. They came into my life the summer before 4th grade. I know he is really nervous. It's high school and a new school to top it off. I have so many hopes for him. I hope he thrives in high school. I hope he finally makes friends that he can build life long friendships with. I hope that he finds interests that will carry him into adulthood. I hope that he laughs, struggles and is successful. I hope he continues to build on his fragile self-esteem. I hope he makes good and responsible decisions, and when he doesn't that we will be able to guide him back with love and respect. I hope this year is the first of many successes for our sweet son.
Balancing life as a wife, step-mom, daughter, friend, therapist and social justice activist!