“Teacher Lindsay, is that your laundry?”
One of my students.
After more than four years, she and her siblings have a forever mom and dad who are on their way to pick her up and take her home. Can you even imagine?
This week we had a girls’ night, just us two. Making cheesy pizzas and no-bake cookies, listening to the High School Musical soundtrack, drinking orange pop, and talking about her life and my laundry.
“Teacher Lindsay, I never get full for no-bake cookies.”
It’s the definition of bittersweet.
I love you, J-girl! We’re sure gonna miss you.