Loud. Bossy. Disruptive. Know-it-all. These are the words I was so used to hearing when I visited my daughter’s previous school. Whether it was when meeting with her teachers, passing parents gossiping in the playground, or when reading her school reports.
Often feeling exhausted, defeated and unheard, I learned to smile and nod but on the inside, my heart felt like it had just gone 12 rounds in a boxing ring.
My daughter is the love of my life.
In a time when I never knew what real, unconditional love felt like, she entered my arms. I vowed to protect her at all costs, and I have. Fiercely. But sometimes, life can hand you unfortunate circumstances and people who just don’t fit in your world. When it came to my daughter's schooling, I used to question everything.