When she did not get her certificate for perfect attendance,
she cut her eyes to me and shot daggers at me.
Me, not her father.
Me.
Ouch!
Oh my God, I am soooo sorry.
In 7th grade, she went to school at 9:30 as she had to get her braces on.
In 8th grade, I picked her up at 3:15 as I needed to get my mother at the airport.
My mother is reading this and saying, "I would have waited for you to get me."
I know that,
but that is not the point.
So, there you have it,
the few hours that she missed in junior high kept her from the recognition she deserves.
I hope she can live with the sacrifice.
