Last weekend, my "family" from the elementary school I worked at for three years (before I was unexpectedly and involuntarily transferred last August) threw me a baby shower. It was still March, so the title of this post is a bit misleading...
Anyway, it was so much fun to see the many amazing teachers that I spent most of the past three years of my life with. They all took time out of their weekend to celebrate the fact that I'm having a baby--a baby that no one's even met yet, but is truly excited about. Being the emotional person I am these days, I came home from the shower exhausted and weepy.
Nate: "Honey, why are you crying?" This seems to be a standard question from him these days.
We were surrounded by onesies, toys, receiving blankets, leftover cake, and mounds of tissue paper, and I was sitting there with tears pouring down my face. I blubbered, "This past year has been stressful being in a new building and away from the work family that I had come to know and depend upon. I miss them!"
Sure, it's sad being away from them, but I think I just had this tremendous feeling of gratitude for the fact that even though I don't work with them anymore, they all chose to be a part of such an amazing time in my life. Thanks, Pershing.
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