when I think about it.....
When I think about staying, I feel like it's the wrong choice. Like I am supposed to do something else after this. Like I want to do a lot of things in a lot of places.
When I think about leaving, I feel overwhelmed with thoughts about my students. I feel so much love... like I want to cry thinking I will be walking out of their lives and probably never see any of them again.
Either way.... I can't stay here forever, and the kids are going to grow up no matter what, and maybe there is a way we can keep in touch online or through letters.
I am going to cry so hard when the day comes for me to say goodbye.
Needless to say it has been a really good week at work and I am feeling sad thinking about how little time I have left..... even though it's like 7 months....
When I think about leaving, I feel overwhelmed with thoughts about my students. I feel so much love... like I want to cry thinking I will be walking out of their lives and probably never see any of them again.
Either way.... I can't stay here forever, and the kids are going to grow up no matter what, and maybe there is a way we can keep in touch online or through letters.
I am going to cry so hard when the day comes for me to say goodbye.
Needless to say it has been a really good week at work and I am feeling sad thinking about how little time I have left..... even though it's like 7 months....