Congratulations! I didn’t get a chance to say good-bye to any of you. I moved, in the middle of a global pandemic. I’ve thought about you a lot lately. It’s painful being so far away. I wish I could celebrate you and witness you cross the stage. I’d give you a really big hug. Probably tear up a little, too. Ok, who am I kidding?
I’d be weeping.
I tried to think of what to write, but I’m not interested in crafty commencement speeches. Also, I have no words to pledge. What a shitty year. What an unfair ending to one of life’s greatest accomplishments.
You deserved more.
love
a teacher
PS. Sorry this was so short. At least it’s not a haiku.
No Real Balance 