Here they go

I read a Facebook post last night from an English teacher I know. She commented about how hard it is to say goodbye to seniors after spending the year with them. I've never really considered myself that teacher. I appreciate all of my students; I think about them outside of school; they appear in my dreams. I reflect on things I wish I had done better, and always have students' best interests at heart. But I've never been one to have a friendship with students.

That's what I thought.

But my heart is a little heavy today as I know I am seeing the class of 2017 in my classroom for the last time.

I found myself seriously sad when I dropped the desserts I had made for my 6th pd class. That was a small offering of I recognize what great people you are and I wish you the best.

Huh. It's surprising what prompts emotions to surface.