Your child had emergency surgery on the day of his important and elite and grueling physically sports exam for his entrance into Sports Etude at the higschool he was accepted at that affects largely the next 5 yrs of his life and that he deserves more than anything to gain entrance into? When it was the most unfortunate, unlucky and depressing fact that he had the 1 in a million luck to be rushed to the hospital during the very minutes that this exam took place? When you are dealing with a school, although compassionate by words, is like dealing with what feels like the Olympic Games judges who get that Roger Federer missed the big match because he was ill-but can he pretty please have a second chance because he is really sad and upset and it is not fair???? This is what we are up against.
So do you sit there and pull your hair out and stress and not sleep at night and whine and complain to every single generous and kind friend, colleague and family member who asks about this situation daily?
No. You use your new approach.
You never give up (as usual). You relentlessly advocate for your son who you know deserves this spot as he is a top athlete and a true team leader, and then you sit back and trust the process.
It was trust the process right? Trust it? So sit back and let it play out after you have done everything you possibly can that is in your power? Just want to make absolutely sure I get this new approach….
And along the way-you breathe too right? And try to relax about it all?
Ok..breathing..trying to stay calm. Trusting. I think I get it.
