What a stressful three weeks we've had. A result that was supposed to come out on August 22nd didn't. AQA sent out the wrong results and took a week to correct their mistake.
Since then, all kinds of hassle. The result was that E has gone to a university 300 miles away, and she is now skyping and texting instead of talking face-to-face in the flesh and it's so difficult. I hope it gets easier, but I suspect that things will chug along until she makes the two-train and one-bus journey home for a weekend or for the Christmas break.
It has taught me a lot.
Turns out she has been (and still is) one of my best friends and a deeply sensitive and sensible counsellor.
She has been there for me as much as I ever have been for her.
She has made me so proud.
When I look back over my shoulder at her journey I am amazed at her courage, fortitude, determination and diligence.
Around the area, I see other women that I know have watched their youngsters fly/drive/take the bus/hop onto a train away from their homes to start their real adult lives. Just as I salute the young people, I put my psychic arms around the grieving mothers. You are all astounding human beings. Every last one of you.
May your journeys be full of love, laughter and light.
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