Greetings, Luther Classmates,
When our third child started kindergarten fifteen years ago, I wasn’t the mom standing at the bus stop with tears in my eyes. I was the one singing the “Hallelujah Chorus” on my walk back home. I finally had time all to myself. Although I worked as a daycare provider before and after school, I knew I could get his baby pictures into photo albums, clean the house, and even read a book.