This particular school year was uniquely challenging. To begin with, we repatriated when we really weren't ready to leave. Eli started middle school, which, it's middle school so enough said, right? He attended the same school that Zeke did in 6th grade, but the campus changed while we were gone, so nothing was familiar; Eli is a child that embraces familiarity. He left a class with three other classmates to jump into a campus of about 350 where he knew no one.
Daisy was entering high school as a freshman. Enough said, right? That in itself is intimidating. But she was coming from a class with three other classmates and 65 kids in the entire school of K-12 and transitioning to a high school enrollment of 900. Only one middle school feeds into the high school, so most of the freshman knew each other from previous years and she was one of the few new kids.
Zekers is also a child who does not like change. In SoKo he was very close with his 7 classmates. Although he had finished 9th and 10th grades at GIFS, it hardly counted as 'high school.' He was really the new kid at his new high school. Bless his heart, although he was a junior, it felt like his freshman year because everything was so foreign.
Despite all of those intimidating circumstances, these three slayed it.
I'm not saying it was simple. I'm not saying there were no tears. We definitely had some rough times. But they jumped in, made friends, tried new things, found their people, and absolutely killed it on their report cards. 
After three years we were able to do our 12th annual 'last day of school ice cream' with Grannie in person vs over FaceTime.
They slayed this school year and I couldn't be more proud of them.
[May 25]
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