No matter how old your kids are, today, I suspect you sent them off to school with an extra spoonful of love. A "real" kiss. A tighter squeeze in your hug. Maybe a catch in your throat.
It's what we do.
Because we don't want them to see us weepy. We need them to see us smiling as they leave for the day.
I sent white light and healing and blessings and love to the entire school district and basically the whole world today.
I texted my sister-in-law who teaches first grade, and has four of her own kids, this morning.
I think back to when my kids were in elementary school and I remain grateful the people they were surrounded by loved them. The same holds true for middle school. And now that they are in high school, I know the same STILL holds true.
The people I know in education do it for the love of the kids. No matter what department they are in. Bless them. Appreciate them. THANK them. Because, like us, I suspect they will be smiling. That's what they want our kids to see...even if they are choking back their own tears.
This song seemed appropriate this morning.
It's what we do.
Because we don't want them to see us weepy. We need them to see us smiling as they leave for the day.
I sent white light and healing and blessings and love to the entire school district and basically the whole world today.
I texted my sister-in-law who teaches first grade, and has four of her own kids, this morning.
I think back to when my kids were in elementary school and I remain grateful the people they were surrounded by loved them. The same holds true for middle school. And now that they are in high school, I know the same STILL holds true.
The people I know in education do it for the love of the kids. No matter what department they are in. Bless them. Appreciate them. THANK them. Because, like us, I suspect they will be smiling. That's what they want our kids to see...even if they are choking back their own tears.
This song seemed appropriate this morning.
