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How glad am I to finally find a place other than "that place" to put my blogs...AND get it to work!!!
For those of you who use NETZero...it's just that. I had to use my yahoo addy to get this page going which means paying for my cell company to log me on because NetZero isn't recognized as an actual isp....just sayin.
Anyway....
today has been a long one. Not only is the hubby out of town again (and I miss him soooooooo...but don't tell him that, i'm trying to spare his feelings!) but i got bad news today.
In my "former life" before I became a stay-at-home mommy again (not that I'm complaining) I used to work in our local school district with the "behavior disorder" students. We were in a self-contained room which meant that I, along with the certified teacher that was in there with me, did all of the "teaching" these kids got unless they behaved well enough to go into general population. Some did, some didn't, and some did for a while before getting booted back to us. I spent most of my time going to general pop. classes with the kids who made it out in my second year there, but the first year, I was mostly in the room with "my kids" and got pretty close to a couple of them (there were only 4 my first year).
Today I was informed that one of the two that I'd gotten close to in that time had killed himself. :(
It had been almost three years since I'd had him in my class and almost two since I'd been working for the school...and just a few months since I'd last seen him. He'd always ask how the kids were doing (as in MY children) and talk of the nickname he'd given them...and me. He was always, ALWAYS polite to me when we ran into eachother and he'd even called me a few times over the years as I made sure that he had my number every chance I saw him........guess I knew that he was as risk even without knowing it out-right.
I'm so sad for him and my heart is breaking. He was, deep down, a kid who just didn't have the support that could have turned his life around. He was a talented artist, a funny kid, a bright kid....
And at 17 years old he decided there wasn't enough to live another day for...
I feel that I let him down eventhough I haven't had a professional relationship with him in a couple years and a personal relationship with him in many months.
My heart bleeds for one of "my kids"....
And I hope that he now rests knowing that there were more out there pulling for him than he realized at the time.
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