well i just got back from the wild west with my family, and sitting here at my apartment reminds me that the school year is, in fact, over. i have piles of books, notebooks, pencils, and markers all over the place and i have to remind myself that i won't see my kids tomorrow.
i saw one of them on my way to the airport last week. he was riding his bike and saw my car stopped at a light. i looked out the window to see him waving and yelling my name. he asked if i was on my way to kentucky. precious thing.
it's funny to me how much i already miss them. i sent each of them a postcard from wyoming and part of me didn't even really know what to say. "hope i don't have you next year, but have a great summer"? i am still having a hard time figuring out the love-hate relationship going on here.
some things makes all the hate-it part worthwhile - like when i listen to the message that one left on my machine last week. i couldn't understand most of it, but i caught that he hopes i am having a great time with my family and hopes that i have a great summer and hopes that he is in my class next year and goodbye he loves me.
like i said, worth it.
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