The graduation ceremony of Chachi’s daughter

We have attended kindergarten pick-ups, school plays, football games, choir performances, debate team championships, and all of the friend drama that is related to school. In the past few years, we have served as their teachers when they were unable to receive in-person instruction. We have checked their grades from our home computers, signed permission slips, paid fines for lost library books, checked them out for orthodontist appointments, fumbled through class schedule planning, and more. We did everything we could to help our neighbourhood teachers, including providing team snacks, driving carpools, waiting by the bus stop, and packing lunches. I want to reassure you that everything will be fine; who knows, they might even be fantastic! Some of you won’t believe me, but I don’t really miss the majority of the things about my daughter’s school years that I imagined I would. Don’t get me wrong, I loved it during the seasons we were in, but I have to admit, it’s good to have evenings free to spend with my husband doing anything we want. I can now use the time I used to devote to volunteering at the school on other hobbies or helping out at other neighbourhood nonprofit organisations. I don’t even know a single one of my girls’ lecturers, let alone check their marks.

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