I am ending the day on a sour note. Someone very dear to me crossed a line today, and I don't just mean put their pinky toenail across it, I mean took a big fat honking step over it and then kicked me in the privates with the other foot ( Read more... )

Spent the day feeling like everything was 'dragging.' I'm certain it was emotions, and grief... but it was tough keeping going through the day. Easier - a little - once I left work. I guess here is where I am reminded all the time of the loss, and witnessing everyone else's sadness as well.

No one is ever ready to lose a child, and that goes for teachers too. Work was hard today, on top of my own sadness - working one on one with the student for two and a half, going on three, years forms a bond like family - everyone else that had taught him, and knew him were in various states of shock, mourning, sorrow, and looking toward me to ( Read more... )