09/28/2021
This sounds too familiar... "At 2:55 p.m., I’m outside the school, standing on my toes, desperate for a glimpse of my boy.
When I extract him from the stream of kids, I search his tired eyes — the only thing I can see over his mask.
And in that moment, I believe it was worth it. In that moment, he’s happy, and so am I.”
The familiar act of bringing a child to school has become daily trial for a mother in Manhattan.