A precious girl told me today, “I don’t miss people a lot, but when I graduate, I’m going to miss my parents, my best friend, and you. I’m going to miss you like crazy.”
And I’m going to miss her like crazy, too.
I love this job…but I hate saying goodbye to the people I’ve come to know as so much more than students.
But, as I told this student, the more we miss someone, the more we know that what we have/had is/was incredibly beautiful…
So, these goodbyes will be both brutal and beautiful.