Today, I drove my son to his school for the last day, the very last time at this precious little school.
And I cried.
Yes my son thinks I'm a sap, and I am, but leaving this little school feels like leaving family behind.
It is a little rural school, 5 acres of playground space, ice rink, basketball courts, ball diamonds, soccer field, playground equipment all lovingly supplied and maintained by the community. Grades K to 6, 93 students, 14 in my son's class.
It is a school that loves and honors children, each child recognized for their uniqueness, but held to high standards of behaviour and citizenship.
And today is his last day there.
Awards night was last night. 14 students honored and over 300 people in the audience. Family and community all drawn together to honor it's kids.
I wrote a post a while ago about my son always receiving the sportsmanship award, in the sports he plays, but it still surprised me when he was voted by all staff and students in the school as most Congenial Student, and has his name forever engraved on a memorial trophy in the handmade display case of the school.
And yep, I cried.