Well, it is finally here. As I sit here typing, I am looking out on my five wonderful students, sitting in their little classroom library absorbed in their reading materials. Ok, maybe it's not quite so picturesque. Corbin is rudely accusing Taylor of stealing his puzzle pieces and Taylor is up walking around, ignoring my specific directions to sit down and READ, PLEASE(for the love). Bryan keeps popping his head up from behind the computer, saying "Ms. Katie" over and over again for no apparent reason. Ah, I love special ed kids...and I am reminded how much I am going to LOVE summer.
In the mix of feeling relieved and exhausted from a long, hard journey of a year, there are traces of sadness. This year is particularly hard to say goodbye. Because, well, I might not return. At least not as "Ms. Katie the para in room 153". I will most likely assume the title of "that sub" when I come back around these parts. This is hard for a number of reasons.
Because our classrooms are smaller we are a very tight knit group. We are a family. We fight together (quite often), play hard and work hard together. I am there when they experience breakthroughs in their emotional maturation. It is so rewarding to see their faces light up when they realize they are not bound by their family circumstances, the turmoil they have experienced. They experience freedom here at Lighthouse Education Center. They learn to handle their emotions in appropriate ways. They have come SO FAR. And I am SO PROUD of them. I could cry....ok can't think about it too much.
This is my ministry. This is where I belong. God has brought me here, these 3 years for a reason. I don't know what the future has in store, and if I can stay away for sure from this crazy place that I love so much. But it is in his hands.