I was FINE FINE FINE until the slideshow began. And then the famous Pomp and Circumstance music started rolling and my lips started quivering. All the 5th graders marched into the MPR, all dressed up with their homemade-Pinterest-worthy mortarboard graduation hats on heads, purple leis around their necks. Shining bright. And I kept smiling on the outside with my bright lipstick smile but Continue Reading