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Not quite a full on matric dance as normal,but the school worked out something in light of the virus. I'm happy for her. But as per normal on days like this I cannot help but think of the day we buried her mother and I was asked to take her and we walk away and not look back
At times it has been hard but mostly it's been fun. When decided to take her from mum to come and live with me to start high school not many agreed and there were doubts about a man raising a teen alone.
First few months were particularly hard, I had been living on my own for a few years,she had been with my mum. It was a shock to the system for both of us
She had just started her periods when she came here. I think us getting over that was the hardest but we did. Even if it meant taking her phone for a week the one time 
When she moved here it meant no more crazy weekends for me. But there is one week where I had a tough week at work and on Friday I went out with some guys and drank gin. I came back home and danced on the table. She was shocked and called mum. 
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That was the last time I drank gin .
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Sometime last year she told me about a boy who had asked her out for lunch. It went against everything I had been brought up with, I took a few minutes and thought about it and later said yes. And took her to her lunch date.
We are into the last few months together. The past five years have been an ongoing process of learning and unlearning. And knowing that girls sometimes just get up in a foul mood for no reason
Tonight this little person went to her matric dance 
The lady who did Buh's face
