Yesterday I cried. I cried because for the first time in as long I can remember I came to the realization that after years of chaos, I have finally become the person I want to be. A person I am proud to be.
Dear past teachers ( Ms. Legacy, Mrs. Stroud, & Mrs. Campbell among many others), Thank-You for being there for me, never giving up on me, having faith in who I was when I didn't even know. I am a truly blessed person, having had the amount of amazing teachers in my life that I did. Without the teachers I had, I'm not sure how I would have graduated high school. I often feel guilty at the fact that I graduated because I'm pretty sure I wouldn't have if I hadn't had them. I think what Im coming to realize is that they knew who I was, not as a student, but as a person. And they seen potential I did not fully grasp that I had. High School (& Elementary) is not an easy place for many, if anyone. And I don't think teachers ever fully get the appreciation that they deserve. I have to actively fight the urge to hug some of my teachers and tell them I love them and appreciate them every time I see them.
There are a lot of people who have been there for me, I am an extraordinarily lucky person to have so many people in my life who love me as much as they do. And I really do truly love them all.