Change…Sometimes it Stinks!

b4c36ba4aea2c28283885c9db858f75cAfter two years of co-teaching, the time to move on has come. She is moving to a new district, a new grade, a new opportunity.  I know she will be so much happier.  I know she will be amazing.  But, I need to be real…this STINKS!

In two years, we have had huge challenges.  We have had huge successes.  We have become best friends.  How can I teach without her by my side…”Don’t cry because it is over.  Smile because it happened.”  Dr. Seuss was a brilliant writer, but I just don’t think I can follow this advise.  In fact, I know I can’t.  As I sit here trying to write, the tears won’t stay away.

I began this post with the intention of writing about my beautiful BFF and all of the amazing experiences we have had.  However, it became this…self-pity and tears.  I guess this is one of the reasons I have stuck with writing.  It is cathartic.  I write things that I am thinking and feeling, but didn’t realize until I started.  For anyone reading that has yet to find the benefits of writing, I promise you it is the cheapest therapy available.

Well, Dr. Seuss, I think I will need to save the smiling for another day.

4 thoughts on “Change…Sometimes it Stinks!”

  1. I lost my co-teacher this past winter, mid school year, to a move. I thought I wouldn’t be a good teacher anymore. She was what I strived to be as a teacher (she was old enough to be my mom— she was my work mom). Coming out of this school year with a new to me co-teacher I can tell you that you will make it. The tears are needed. The adjustment will take time, communication, and effort. YOU CAN DO IT!!!

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