We made a family visit to Olivia’s preschool this morning. With Beni transitioning back to her professional life soon, we were eager to see in action the starting point of our daughter’s road to Harvard. Totally kidding, of course. (We’re aiming for Yale instead.)
We met with the director of the preschool, a couple teachers, and the kids in her class. In the hour we were there, Olivia acted as if she’d been there before: she sat with her new friends, sang their new songs, and helped pick up their toys. For parents, relief often fills the space previously occupied by anxiety. On this day, the fear that our daughter would reject her new surroundings – or worse, the reverse – gave way to emotions marked by comfort and contentedness.
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