This week - The Week of PAPER RESULTS in GCSE and A Levels has seen me cradling my daughter and son in my arms sobbing. I've seen my son cry 'properly' twice.
Not the type of cry he did when he wasn't allowed to stay up late as a 5 year old or or the cries we know as Mums will be forgotten in 5 minutes. The type of cry that is devastating to hear and unable to heal. The first time I heard it was when his Grandad died unexpectedly. The second time was because he got a 'D' instead of a 'B' in his GCSE results and his school basically told him he wasn't good enough for them and could not go onto 6th form to study PE and there was nothing they could offer him. How to break a 16 year old boy!
My boy is talented. He's intelligent, he's kind, he's thoughtful, he's logical, he's a thinker, he was voted "all round nice guy" at the school prom. He has kept his local football team together over the years as captain, he's stood in any position that's been required to make sure the team plays at its best.
He Loves Football.
Weve talked about him setting up his own football academy locally. I want him to realise he is not worthless.