Not exactly sure how to even formulate a post that shatters my heart so much. But I know this is not where my teaching story ends. I know I’ll find a way back to my passion. If you asked me a year ago if I ever would quit teaching, I would have laughed & said not in a million years. But then life got crazy & heavy. I started losing myself and after months & months of anxiety, I had to take a break. I was blessed with the most amazing, hard working, brilliant & most importantly kind students throughout my 4 years of teaching. The homemade gifts, the morning hugs, the endless giggles, the class wide kickball games, the daily initiative to grow & do our best are amongst the moments I’ll miss the most. My day 1 co workers who made work feel like an adventure everyday: whether it was pranking each other or being a shoulder to lean on- to all the fellow teachers out there I send you my love & utmost respect. To all my current & former students parents who offered the warmest of messages, hugs, phone calls during my hardest time- I can’t tell you enough how much I appreciate you. I built my classroom every year on not only the saying “be kind” but the actions of being kind to one another. Life is so tough & being a kind human matters, most of all. <3