Today I dropped my little boy off at his new school. Well I still call it new although he has been attending it since January.
I still have a knot in my stomach every morning, since I didn’t forget those drop off times at the other two school’s where he was mistreated. Deep down I am hoping that Amin forgot about those experiences and moves on.
I just wanted to share with you all that I think he did forgot about those events. This morning I didn’t even have time to give him a kiss or hug. As the teacher opened the door to the school he zoomed in not even looking back at me, lifted his little right hand waving good-bye to me. I even doubt he heard me saying “I love you.” He had a smile on his face and was happy to see his teachers and class mates. It was so good to see him being happy, comfortable, feeling safe and loved. I had tears in my eyes … happy tears. At last, I can feel some peace knowing they take good care of him.