The Only Constant
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A bit of self indulgance before we begin…
When I was in fifth grade, I started attending a very small private school. My teacher that year was a beautiful and kind young woman, definitely the nicest teacher I had ever known and I instantly loved her. I wept when the school year was over. But like I said, it was a small school and I saw her everyday. When my best friend and I would stir up the girl drama over the next couple years, she always took us somewhere quiet and helped us work it all out, telling us that she hated to see her two favorite students fighting. I'm sure we weren't her favorites, but she was pretty awesome like that.
One day I was home sick from school. My sister came home that day bursting with exciting news: Miss Parker was getting married. My mother thought it was marvelous and said it was all anyone at school could seem to talk about. Maybe it was because I wasn't there and didn't get to hear the news firsthand, but I was completely devastated. I didn't want anything to change about her. I wanted her to stay exactly the way she was. I attended her wedding. She was beyond happy and the church was filled with people happy for her. But she was different and I seriously mourned.
So, I got to thinking… and this happened. I hope you enjoy.
