What to say?

It has been a week. Mark is settling in to his new school and Linda and I are adjusting to the drive. 110 miles a day for school drop off and pickup is going to be interesting if we don't find some car pool partners.

Mark is pleased with his teacher and the school. He is aware that this change actually holds him back a year and he is doing sixth grade over again. He said, I am glad since I understand the work better. I hope that does not mean he is thrilled to not have to work hard since he already knows the material. I was doing the age/grade math in my head last night and if he has no other setbacks it should be all OK. He will finish 8th grade at 15 and turn 19 during his senior year in high school.

I guess all the angst on my part is related to me. How am I doing as a father, are we providing the very best for Mark. I more then hope so, I want to make it so. Yesterday Mark asked me to help him print out some pictures of him for the school bulletin board. A baby picture and a current pic. We did that and then he showed me a paragraph he wrote to go along with his pictures about his dad. About me. I was touched. He wrote of a loving dad who spends time and takes the family camping and loves God and cares about Mark.