Almost without exception, this describes me. Thanks for sharing, Michelle. I don't have low blood pressure, but I am going to diagnose myself as an introvert. Very interesting!
Tuesday, August 20, 2013
We lost my mom 27 years ago to breast cancer. She never got to retire from the job that defined her life. She had a very short time with 4 of her grandchildren and has 3 more she never got to meet. In her short years, she left a legacy of love to over 500 children. Many still remember her and the hugs she gave out. I know this because her former students still tell me stories about her and the warm experiences they had in her care.
Each year that goes by, I hope that some of the pain of losing my mom lessens. And I guess it has. But then there is that school smell, those visual memories of a primary classroom and all the other trappings of an elementary school. In an instant I am transported back to that little room, and a sweet teacher named Mrs. Hall. I wish I could tell her what an impact she had on her students. I wish I could talk to her just one more time and tell her about the impact she has had on my life and how I still strive to be more like her. For today, I will have to settle for the smell of chalk, the sound of echoes in the hall and the alphabet charts on the walls.