In between the myriad of things I have to do this week, I also wrote a goodbye letter to my seniors. It will be published in the yearbook so it’s due tonight.
It’s the hardest piece I’ve ever written.
This is “my” class. I started teaching at HTHS when they arrived as freshmen. When I signed on as the Class of 2014 advisor it seemed like 2014 was light years away. Suddenly, it’s here.
The kids are in the middle of planning prom and graduation. Some of them have senioritis. There are days when I can’t wait for graduation. But those days are few and far between.
Who will quote Mean Girls with me next year? Who will send me frantic emails about baked goods in the middle of the night? Who will make me laugh? These seniors are amazing and I can’t imagine the school without them. But I’m so proud of them and I know they are going to accomplish great things in the years to come. I just wish it didn’t mean saying goodbye to them.