"I could feel hot, salty tears coming down my face. I sat and cried silently... I was scrunching myself up against the wall as far as I could. All of a sudden, someone from behind us taps on the guy’s shoulder..."
I am an assistant principal in a middle school (grades 6-8). When I have to search a student's cell phone, I often get sick to my stomach at what I find. It gets worse and worse every year.
We frequently talk with our kids about making good choices. Evaluate the pros and cons, and make the good choice. But what if there isn’t one? What if all the choices just suck?
I never would have dreamed that my 6-year-old daughter would have shed this many tears already regarding “friends.”
“No, you can’t play with us,” she hears over and over.
"Somewhere in the age of social media we got uncomfortable with letting kids fail. Fixing their childhood problems for them sets them up for depression when they find out life is not all sunshine and roses."
Family is family. Siblings are siblings. As long as children are growing together in a secure environment, surrounded by people who love them, labeling those relationships serves no purpose. Half siblings are siblings. Period.
