The Hardest Lesson

I noticed the tremble in her lips, the slight crease in her brow. The way her eyes narrowed as she looked down at the ground, fear etched across her face. Rumbling buses. Big kids. A sea of backpacks. She walked toward the group out front, hesitated, and turned to look back at me.  Her older… More The Hardest Lesson

Kindergarten Daze

Will you hold my hand? Please? Because I don’t think I can do this without you. I am very scared and kinda nervous. It’s a big change. Huge. And I’m not sure I’m gonna like it very much. Will you still be there waiting for me when it’s over? Will you hold my hand at the bus stop? Will… More Kindergarten Daze