This afternoon my daughter’s 3rd grade teacher called me personally to tell me how proud she was of my daughter’s progress this year, and the progress that they made as a class. As a mom and teacher, I appreciate this.
When I informed her that she was with her father this week, and that I could email him the details of our conversation. As a parent of children of divorce and a teacher to children of divorce, I know that teacher’s often expend more energy and time on these children. It’s the nature of the job. That’s why I had made the offer. Here she was giving of her time. She laughed and said that she’d be calling him as well. This is commitment. As a teacher, I’m impressed by this.
Then she said that me and my ex should write a book on how to be divorced and dysfunctional, yet very functional. She said that my daughter was so well-adjusted while living in two homes whose parents couldn’t stand each other, and that she was very impressed. I had no idea that we were doing so well. Here I had been thinking the whole school year that she thought me careless and failing. I tried, but it never seemed to be good enough. As a mom, I am in awe.
I’m in awe at life. The way that sometimes what we think is reality is only our singular perception of a world view. I’m in awe that she called and said, “Job well done.” I’ve just remembered the joy of getting a sticker.
Thank you, Ms. Clair.
Job Well Done 👍