Today is exactly 3 weeks until I leave. Exactly 1 week until my last day of work. I'm struggling to be excited. My grandfather is really sick and might not make it to June. It's hard to be excited about June coming when I know that each day that passes is one less that he has. (yes, I realize that every day we live is one closer to the end. It's different when the end is tangible.) What's worse, is that my mom was already having a rough time with me leaving in June and my sister leaving for college in August. I've been struggling with feeling guilty leaving at a time when our family is most in need. I'm feeling better now that this is right for me- it's what I need to do.
On a brighter note, our class went to the aquarium today. My student LOVED the shark tunnel. It's completely disorienting but sooooo cool to see the sharks swim overhead. I enjoyed seeing her reaction when she got to touch the sharks. I had to get her out of her chair and we shimmied over to the tank because no matter how close I got her chair to the edge of the tank, she couldn't reach (didn't help that the sharks were alllll the way at the bottom of the tank). It was quite an undertaking, but well worth it to see how excited she was. It made the frustrations of the day more than worth it and epitomised why I do what I do.
Til later...
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