One think after twelve years in education, I would have experienced this before. But I hadn’t.
I was fortunate enough to have worked with this young lady, (young because 58 just isn’t old) for over three years. We had a connection beyond just being her assistant principal, because she and I? Were Cowboy fans. Like the kinda Cowboy fans that other people called odd or stalkerish. We just called it genuine. We texted during games, and the ups and downs were just that…part of the roller coaster ride of being a real fan. Our last texts were on September 7th, as we lamented the lack of leadership.
From the sliver and blue jewelry, to the sparkle flip flops…she always had a treat to lift me up. She was thoughtful, she was kind. She was fiercely loyal. Her brother today mentioned her deep insecurities…right before there was a slew of students that got up and spoke about what an impact she’d had on their little lives. Several students spoke, their relationship genuine. What a tribute to an educator…having students speak of your influence.
Someone thanked the family for sharing her with us for the 20 years she’d spent here in Texas being an educator. I thought what a blessing that was for them to hear. I hope it warmed their hearts to hear the young voices talk about how she made them love to read, or encouraged them ,or converted them all to Cowboy fans.
Her sudden decline was documented via social media, which again, was a place for friends and family to share their well wished and memories. Again, in time, I hope her family is able to realize how many lives she touched by being not just a teacher, but also a friend.
If you are experiencing that October wilt…the one where you’re already starting to count down how many days till Thanksgiving, I encourage you to remember how important you are to the people around you. Your team, your campus, your students and your family. You matter. YOU are making a difference in people’s lives, each and every day. Never forget what an amazing gift that you have, to touch so many life paths.
I can only hope sweet Terry was looking down today to see her impact. She will be missed. She will be remembered.