Yesterday, we discovered that our youngest won’t be attending the same senior school as her sister, which was tough.
Yet, while I worried, she was blissfully unaware of the news and having a fine time.
I’ve chosen to worry about her missing her friends, whereas you might be concerned about her making new friends or managing the logistics of having two kids in different schools.
Much like interpreting a passage from a book, or a scene from a film, we each see it differently.
And that’s a gift, a curse, or what makes it work.