Well, it's been awhile since I have posted. It's back-to-school time and an especially busy one, at that. My school has moved to a new location and added several hundred new students, so this last month has been especially busy. I have a delightful group of first graders who help me put aside my grief for a few hours. Just like every year, I always show pictures of my family and talk about them a lot. The chair I sit in to read to my class was Jacob's chair he had in his room. It has his name monogrammed on it.
I guess after awhile, grief just becomes part of your life and you become so accustomed to it, that when you have those moments when you actually laugh at something, you are surprised by what that sound is.
That is the fun part of teaching first graders - they do laugh a lot, so I won't forget what that sounds like, even if I don't do it a lot.
