Every year is a little love affair- I start out thinking I'll never fall in love with my new crop of kids like I did with last year's, but I always do and then hate letting them go by June. They're little and cute and funny- it's easy to get attached. They love me back- we bond. They leave our school after my class and head off the the Big Scary Elementary school, complete with mandated curriculum and standardized tests. They don't know it yet, but the fun and games are over for them.
It was Nina's last day at my school, too- I've had her there for 3 years now. It will be strange and sad to not have her with me next year. I have been spoiled- I've been able to peek in on her in the classroom and see what she's up to the last couple of years, and I've had right in the room with me this year. I will miss her next year- she's ready to branch out, but not having her under the same roof will be hard. I'm just lucky that I've had this time with her.
My friend, Karen went into surgery the other day for a hysterectomy in an attempt to slow down the progression of her ovarian cancer. She had just gone through about a month of chemo to reduce the huge tumor in her abdomen that made her look about 8 months pregnant. They opened her up and said there was nothing more they could do for her. They sent her home yesterday to die. She's the same age as me.
I tried calling her. A woman answered the phone and said she would call me back. I don't expect to hear from her, but I don't know what to do. I want to drop off a card, but what do I say? I have Lourdes water- it has been known to miraculously heal people. I'll probably bring some to her tomorrow. It's not that I'm expecting a miracle, but when a friend is dying, what else can you do for her? Pray, and hope, I guess. That's all.
My friend, Karen went into surgery the other day for a hysterectomy in an attempt to slow down the progression of her ovarian cancer. She had just gone through about a month of chemo to reduce the huge tumor in her abdomen that made her look about 8 months pregnant. They opened her up and said there was nothing more they could do for her. They sent her home yesterday to die. She's the same age as me.
I tried calling her. A woman answered the phone and said she would call me back. I don't expect to hear from her, but I don't know what to do. I want to drop off a card, but what do I say? I have Lourdes water- it has been known to miraculously heal people. I'll probably bring some to her tomorrow. It's not that I'm expecting a miracle, but when a friend is dying, what else can you do for her? Pray, and hope, I guess. That's all.
"To love means loving the unlovable. To forgive means pardoning the unpardonable. Faith means believing the unbelievable. Hope means hoping when everything seems hopeless."
G. K. Chesterton.
G. K. Chesterton.
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