I could cry

Thinking back to losing my stepdad to covid last August,

I could cry.

Remembering how Andrea hugged me every day for three months after, 

I could cry.

Getting the news that I had some complex oral surgery to schedule,

I could cry.

Having friends and my stepmonster give up their time to take me to said appointments,

I could cry.

Hearing that one of my exes who I cared for immensely passed away,

I could cry.

Thinking of how I showed up to say a goodbye and encountered great people and a few beautiful friends,

I could cry.

Knowing that so many of my friends are struggling with complex life situations,

I could cry.

Seeing how we all come together to support one another when needed at school,

I could cry.

Wondering about how one of our students is doing health-wise,

I could cry

Watching my colleagues encompass the block around our school and his home in yellow ribbons,

I could cry.

Reflecting on all this with my principal a few days ago....

We did.