I've never wanted a school year to end so badly.
As a longtime single mom, that's not something I ever thought I'd say: to pine for summer vacation, that time of inconsistent childcare and expensive camps that fill up in January, those days of working in too-warm offices while kids get to sleep late, watch TV and hint about journeying to a pool. But that was before this school year, where the shadow of mass school shootings has loomed large. My child couldn't come home from school fast enough.
