This is it. Today is the day.
I have a heavy heart. I have been worried for 2 weeks about what this day will bring for her.
I know she will be okay. I know it is a life lesson. I know she will grow from this experience.
But, why now?
I wonder what I will come home to today? Will she still be in tears? Will she put on a front and act brave?
She hides her emotions well, just like her dad. Often I’m not sure what she is thinking.
But today I know because she wrote about it.