Nothing like Loss

There is something to be said in daily life about loss, and I am not necessarily limiting this to death.

I sit on this classroom and think of the lack of opportunity I had, or rather the lack of foresight I had to work harder and more importantly dream harder.

It has proven bittersweet to me to help teens now and try to gently steer them the right way The trouble is who wants to an old teacher and hear the stories of her mistakes ,

I will keep trying, though,as somehow occasionally it gets through. If I know I can help one student develop, then it is worth the chance,


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Sixty two year old married female, care-giving, loving former government employee who is writing to try to keep her sanity.

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