Two years ago, my mother died from Ovarian Cancer
My Dad and I were inconsolable and didn't know what to do next.
I felt numb, exhausted, and wanted to hide away from the world.
However, through endless support from my friends and family, I began to find myself and my purpose again. And my smile slowly started to resurface...
I also found that exercise and being outdoors in nature helped me feel better on a daily basis. I also discovered that time, inevitably, does heal wounds. Not completely, but it definitely lessens the initial pain.
In the classroom, I've learned how to use what I've gone through to help my students who are going through hardships or deaths in their personal lives. In a way, my tragedy has allowed me to become a more empathetic and understanding teacher.