Gareth finished fourth grade on Friday. This is a huge milestone for him as well as for us as a family. When Gareth began this semester he knew no one at school, we barely knew how to drive to school, we had no clue where to buy our groceries, and most improtantly how to communicate with Brailians.
At breakfast I asked him if he enjoyed it here at school. He paused and said that yes he liked HIS school. That one word means soo much. It made me teary. His road from it being the American school to it being his school was very bumpy but not worth dwelling on. He has found a way to fit in and belong. Does he have tons of friends and is always smiling when I pick him up, no. But in 6 weeks when he begins 5th grade, he now has a foot hold, people he likes and likes him, and a desire to go. Best of all he finished the semester with 3 A's, 1 A-, and a B. That is more than I expected, but I am very proud of him.
After I returned from dropping Gareth off from school, I paused on the outside stair landing to watch the monkeys play in the banana and papaya trees. I was thinking about him saying it was now his school. I realized this is now my home too. I now know where I like to shop for food, I have learned how to relax and trying to do anything, I have learned to accept most of the creepy crawlies and flying things that are in and out of our house, I have made some amazing friends, and have found my comfort here.
As I watch Gareth splashing in the indoor jacuzzi (the pool is a little chilly this time of year without the heat pump on) I realize life is good.
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