Happy Mother’s Day to every mom who has ever made their kids a hot breakfast but not eaten their own until was cold.
Happy Mother’s Day to the moms who put their kids first.
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Biological or adoptive; parent or stepparent; a mother is the one who shows up - no matter what the birth certificate says.
If you are that kid’s shoulder, a parent they trust who comes through and cares, who hurts when they hurt and takes joy in their joy, you are a mom.
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A mom isn’t someone who just performs tasks; a mom is someone who loves from way down deep and who shows it.
Happy Mother’s Day to all of the moms who don’t just perform the function but instead inhabit the role.
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And that role is so very big and so very much.
It is impossible and terrifying and exhausting - and it is also the source of your greatest peace.
It is days you can’t remember and days you will never forget... that time at the beach until sunset, your kids, happy, perfect.
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Being a mother is being unable to put into words how much you love your kids while also worrying whether you are good enough.
You are.
From a father who loves his role to all of the moms who love theirs, the happiest of Mother’s Days.
Your kids are lucky to have you.
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Broad also established The Broad Academy which churned out a string of disastrous, incompetent public education administrators who wreaked havoc on large public school districts.
And while everyone is praising Broad, his Academy’s model was somewhere between ignorant and racist.
Broad’s attempts to hijack control of public ed. by churning out unqualified disciples was nothing short of an unmitigated disaster for city after city.
Yeah, sorry, let’s not anoint a rich guy for being a patron of the arts while also doing harm to disadvantaged schools.
Oof, haven’t thought about this in years. Totally brought back the pitched, vitriolic battle in my town over his disciple’s “improvements.”
At one pt, thanks to Broad’s “teach to the test” obsession with standardized testing, my son had six straight periods of math and English.
My son has a soccer game in a couple hours. He plays in a travel league. His team is made up of a great group of kids. It has been an absolute joy.
Lately, my son has been signaling that this may be his last year.
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The road is diverging. Kids who are hardcore into soccer are going in one direction and kids who just enjoy being on a competitive team are going another.
He might change his mind. We’ll see.
I will support his decision no matter what.
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But knowing that we may be nearing the end of his youth soccer days, each of these soccer Saturdays rests on me with a little more specialness, a little more meaning.
I am fully present for them with the wakefulness of someone who knows to capture it all, for it is fading.
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