I do not want to be writing today. I don't even want to be conscious. Yesterday I came down with some bug rather suddenly but before I even had time to take anything for it, I received some horrible news. A teacher at my kids' school passed away unexpectedly. She was young, recently married and a beautiful ray of sunshine in the school. We are all still reeling from the news. My son was in her class two years ago and still ran to give her hugs when he'd see her in the hallway. I went through most of yesterday in a teary fog. Today I woke to yet another gray cloudy day and feeling dizzy, feverish and freezing. Then remembered I wasn't just grieving yesterday but also apparently sick. I just want to crawl into bed, pull the covers over my head and not come out till the skies are blue again - literally and figuratively.
I just don't have it in me to come up with three things to be grateful for this morning. Not in a beautifully written way. But here is what I am most thankful for today:
1 - My kids.
2 - The wonderful school my kids go to.
3 - Teachers - of every subject and grade.
Here is what I wrote about my love and appreciation for teachers last night.
Sitting here in a fog like so many I know tonight. This is the second time in my life I've been faced with the loss of a young teacher. The thing that has struck me most is the resilience of her coworkers who are left behind as it did the first time I witnessed this. It's no secret that teachers are grossly underappreciated for their lousy pay and incredibly long hours but we also forget just what wonderful inner beauty and strength they have. Coworkers who have lost a very dear friend and, in most other professions, they'd be huddled together commiserating and getting very little work done. But these beautiful teachers have young students who lost someone too and they are hurting and sad and confused. So they rally together, cry their tears when they can but mostly they show up for those young students. They keep right on teaching... Maybe with a few less laughs and a lot more hugs but certainly and always with love and grace. They honor their lost friend, they honor their students and they honor their profession. They are some of our greatest treasures. If you haven't thanked your teachers or your child's teachers, please don't waste a single more second. Let them know just how much they are loved and appreciated.