One Year

They say the first year after a loved one dies is the hardest. I hope it is true. I've missed her. 


On the morning that she passed I went out to this quiet seating place and just sat. Yesterday, I went again. I do feel better but I still miss her. 


This is what I usually see. Here I am spending my last year in the school. I have a good group of kids, but they talk all the time. 
We are busy all day long and ohhhh, i love it when they go home. 

Happy September....
Hold on to the last couple weeks of Summer...


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