Friday I went back to Kaiser School to see my first graders. I hadn't been to school since the first part of March. And I had really missed working with the children. Just pulling into the school made me happy.
Ms. H and I both got teary eyed and hugged a lot. The children were so excited to see me, which made me feel great. It was pretty emotional for all of us.
Ms. H asked me to explain to the class what was going on with me that prevented my volunteering. I told them their hearts beat steady and go ba bum, ba bum, ba bum, ba bum around 70 times a minutes. But mine at times goes babum, babum, ba bum, ba . . . . . . . . .bumbum, ba bum, babum babum, around 190 times a minute. I compared it to them playing tag/ running races and being worn out after 30 minutes. My heart ran those races for days. I carefully told them it was treatable, I just was so worn out I wasn't strong enough to come work with them.
They seemed to understand on a simple level that I was sick, tired, but going to be OK. Then they told me things they had done the last 2 1/2 months. Paper Mache globes were made, the ducks hatched, they had field trips, one little boy got a "baby" dog, one little girl had spent time in Turkey visiting family. Lots of adventures were shared.
The class had all made me big hearts with sweet notes on them. Before they left for lunch they all gave me hugs and again made me cry. This class has been so sweet, trouble at times, but sweet.
Even if I cried, this was a visit that made me really happy. Keep your fingers crossed that in September I will be able to commit to working with the next class of first graders.
I need this happy place.