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.
My dad taught me about life using nothing but a shovel and an analogy that still to this day doesn't even make sense. It wasn't really what he said, it was how he lived that showed me what real love looks like!
During middle school, my stepdad used to leave me a note on my door each day to inspire me. Well, I kept those notes. It’s been 6 years since then. Today I gave him those notes back.
"When I first saw Kiana she was with a TSA agent. I thought that maybe she was in trouble. When I asked if she was doing okay, she just broke up in tears."
