My seniors wrap up their school year this week. I’m writing their report card comments right now, and I’m nearly in tears thinking about saying goodbye to them. They’re such great kids.
This sounds cheesy and ridiculous, but I didn’t know how much love my heart could hold until I started teaching. It’s sad to see them go, but I’ve gotten to see them grow and learn. I’ve gotten to see their faces light up with passion about issues they care about. I’m thrilled to see them enter life after high school and know I got to be part of their journey.
If you’re reading this and going through a bad place right now, never, ever give up. When I was in high school, I was not in a good place. I had been abused, had other family issues, and was not especially happy as a person. I didn’t know I would be this happy at age 23. Never, ever, ever give up. You never know if your bittersweet tears could be just around the corner.