PART 1 - Thursday Night (January 30th) - 6:51pm
I bought Thank You cards. For every person. Beautiful ones! My plan was to pen a handwritten note to each person, telling them individually what I have appreciated and will remember about them. But now the task seems too hard. This is partly because I am sitting beside Brier, wondering how much more time he and I will have together. Days? A week? It's more comforting to sit on the floor and type, with my hip touching his, than to hunch over a table writing, even if we were in the same room together..... I am also reticent to write the cards because I am very tired. With every day that draws nearer to my taking over at Ralph McCall, my head fills up with more information, my body resists health (go away head-cold!) and the insomnia visits for a little bit longer. These people deserve better than the effort my current energy level could give them tonight. And the final reason I can't write them is because, given that these two paragraphs alone have taken me over an hour to type, there isn't possibly enough time! I can't stop crying! Yes, this is probably partially because of the previous two reasons, but also because I'm trying to picture what tomorrow will be like. There's no way I see myself getting through the day without needing a box full of Kleenex and without having to hope upon hope that no one captures my ugly-crying-face on their iPhone.
But tomorrow will be very special and meaningful, and I will have even more to say about all of the fabulous people at RJ by this weekend. I'm certain of it. So I will defer the task until then....
I woke up this morning as the principal of a different school, but felt so satisfied with the incredible day of closure that was yesterday. It was perfect. Really, I couldn't have asked for a more wonderful day and I feel very blessed.
I met kids outside in the morning and wandered the school Friday with a continuation of the previous night's tears ready to flow at a moment's notice. Once or twice a few may have leaked out. But when it came time to spend a final assembly with everyone in my incredible RJ family, I think I held myself together pretty well (didn't I?). We got silly and had fun (human bowling anyone?), there were surprises (I arranged for Brier to make an appearance - in his new Radio Flyer wagon! - to mark his retirement as RJ's dog-with-a-job), there were kids saying the sweetest things on video, there was music (Gayla rewrote the words of the school song and the students sang!), and there was the presentation of the most meaningful piece of artwork I will ever receive. The afternoon was awesome. And then in the evening, the grown-ups gathered again where we ate, drank, visited, and sang and laughed....and laughed....and laughed (if you were there - you know what I'm talking about!). There was even another amazing gift. Wow, it was just a perfect day! There aren't enough thanks; and thanks aren't enough anyway.
I received so many lovely notes and cards, several with wonderful quotes. My favourite:
How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard. ~Winnie the Pooh
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