This is probably one of my favorite phrases as these 5 short words tend to be so darn appropriate in many situations. It has the uncanny ability to sum up so many feelings, notions, emotions, and thoughts into one succint, brief phrase...
I find myself using this phrase to describe the end of the school year which happens to mark the end of my short, if not tumultuous teaching career. I know in my heart of hearts that closing this chapter is the right thing to do, but it doesn't change the fact that I will miss some aspects dearly - the biggest one being my cheerleaders. They are really the only reason that brought me back for a second year, and they are one of the only reasons I feel myself getting nostalgic as my teaching days draw to a close. I know some of you (if you know me) might be incredulous that I am experiencing any sadness as it is pretty crystal clear that teaching is not my "God-given" talent. Nevertheless, I am wrought with emotion as I realize I will not be with these girls at camp, at our 1st pep rally or at any team function next year. I won't see them dressed up for Homecoming or Prom. I won't be there to see them through another year at school or to see the Seniors graduate. I just...won't...be there...
However, one thought continues to play in my head: it is what it is. And therefore, I will move on...
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