I hope you live a life you’re proud of. If you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.” — F. Scott Fitzgerald
Today, my 11 year old baby girl of a student walked in with a black eye. Now I understand why she is so quiet in class and eager to please me with her quiet right answers.
Yesterday, my 12 year year old class clown asked me to clean her 1 year old sisters pacifier because she found it in her hello kitty purse and it was dirty. She watches her little sister after school every day while her mom works to provide for no less than 6 growing kids.
This is about more than just teaching content…
Tonight I drove through a muggy Nashville during my favorite time of day, dusk. The pretty little houses on the pretty little street were both welcoming and isolating. I love this city, but tonight was the first time I felt lonely. It’s strange to be in a place where you can feel equally at home, but also removed.
Loneliness is arguably the hardest human emotion, but it also has always led me to be a better, stronger person. So, tonight, I welcome loneliness and I welcome Nashville and I welcome my future.
