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.
"I prayed for him. I waited for him. I loved him. I cried over him. I lost weight over him. I was desperate over him. I was so sure he was it. So. Stinking. Sure."
