A Grandmothers Heart

Not the usual sarcastic blog post from me.

When our kids hurt, we hurt.   With grand kids , that feeling is multiplied.

My 11 year old grandson starts middle school this coming Tuesday.     He had his school walk through the day before yesterday.

Yesterday he was told he has to switch schools because of a transportation issue.   What this means is that he won’t go to school with the kids he has gone with the last 5 years.  It means he toured a school and tried a locker that won’t be his.

An already nervous 11 year old was blindsided  4 days before school starts.

I just got off the phone with him and I have never heard a sadder voice.   My heart broke a little.    No,not a little.    My heart broke.  Period.

I could feel his sadness, his confusion and his nervousness.

As adults we know this isn’t an insurmountable problem.    We know that sometimes change is good and we know that sometimes things happen for a reason.

An 11 year old doesn’t know that.

Shame on the school administrator who made this last minute decision.    Shame on her for not taking the time to put a face to a name and not considering that this child, this sensitive shy child will be deeply affected by her thoughtless decision.

I tried to put a positive note in my voice with him.   I tried to tell him that maybe this will be a good thing.    I told him I loved him.

I hung up and I cried.

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2 Responses to A Grandmothers Heart

  1. Paula says:

    My heart hurts for both of you; having taught middle school for years, I know what a tough gig it is. I’ll keep you both in my prayers.

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