I'm feeling a little lost today which seems funny coming out of my fingertips. I'm a pretty content person but this year has left an empty space. I am taking a year off of teaching to stay home with my little guy. Don't get me wrong, I love the extra time with him and value every moment of it. He fills my life differently then my job does though. I thought that volunteering in the classroom would fill that void, but it just makes me miss it even more.
I miss seeing the children eagerly walk through my door to see what today will bring. I miss the buzz that fills the room before announcements begin. I miss the busy pencils transferring ideas while quiet music plays in the background. I miss seeing little bodies scattered around the room, books in hands, and eyes glued to the pages in pure amazement. I miss doing experiments and listening to their thoughtful inferences. I miss the hugs that come when the day is done and the books that are tucked under arms to make the journey home. I miss the quiet classroom at the end of the day when I sit and reflect on what happened during the day. I miss that feeling that I've made a difference and that my teacher cup is overflowing.
Until next year, I'll read like a crazy person and devour professional books that are recommended. I'm not just on a leave from teaching, I'm on a sabbatical...constantly learning and getting better at my craft. I'm also relishing my time with my son, knowing that it will be different next year.