Thursday, May 21, 2009 (6/365)

Updated 11:29 p.m.

Late start to this entry today, but I’m writing, and that’s all that matters right now.

I cannot express what it’s like to be a high school teacher in these waning hours with the senior class. Tomorrow they’ll have their Farewell Assembly, and then on Tuesday evening of next week, they graduate. The emotions are high, the sudden desperation to hold on to (and make) one more memory, the gifts, the gratitude, the hugs, the tears. There’s nothing like it in the world.

This ending is not bittersweet at all. These emotions are conflicted and are genuine for all of us. There is no regret, no sadness that it is all over. Instead, there is just the happy resolve that everything they have been working toward–that singular moment where they make the transition from secondary school to the great outdoors–is finally here.

I will miss these wonderful people. I hope they know how much they have been loved and appreciated these past four years, and they will always have an open door in my classroom, whenever they need or want to stop by.

Love to all of you. And good luck. The world is a better place now that all of you have taken another step deeper into this thing we call life… ❤

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