“I’ve never seen my child cry like this before. It’s not a tired cry or even a breakdown cry.
It’s a heartbroken cry.
Today, was her very last day of Kindergarten, or e-learning rather. She seemed pretty aloof about it all until we pulled into school to return her materials. Then, as she choked back sobs, she quietly said, ‘I’m just really going to miss my teachers.’
That’s when the floodgates opened for both of us.
I tried to say the right things like, ‘When something ends, something new begins,’ but that just made her cry harder. So, I remembered what helped me when I spent a solid chunk of my twenties nursing a broken heart: