I know it’s been a rough weekend for teachers all over the country. I have felt broken all weekend. Seeing the faces of those beautiful little babies has just brought on waves of grief that I didn’t know existed. I know that parents everywhere are looking at their babies with a new appreciation and thankfulness. I have tried to do everything to keep my mind from it. I have gone out to dinner with friends, hot yoga, church, spin class, and had a Christmas dinner with my K team and the thoughts of this tragedy still consumes me.
Yesterday at church, our pastor shared how he broke the news to his kids. His words to his children were “You don’t get to chose how you die, but you do get to chose how you live.” Those words really resonated with me and it has helped me a little. I am devastated and will continue to be. My prayer is that from this we can rise up together as parents and teachers and show our students love and compassion through our actions. I hope that you use your life to spread goodness and love while showing that to your children. I also hope that you know, aside from their parents, nobody loves your babies more than your child’s teacher.
“The Lord is close to the brokenhearted, he rescues those whose spirits are crushed.”- Psalm 34:18
