I keep a letter in my purse. I carry it with me wherever I go. It is a reminder that someone believes in me.
I think about the day I received the letter. I was at work, and it was sitting in my mailbox. It had my name on it. I took it back to my classroom to read it after the students were gone for the day. I was pretty excited to read it, because letters are rare these days. I read it, and read it again.
And again, and again. For days.
It was so unexpected. It was encouraging and empowering and it made me cry (and I really don’t do that enough).
I had finally started opening up to people about what was happening in my life, and at that moment realized how important it was to do that. We need each other for support. I wished I had opened up sooner. I can really be a leaky faucet when it comes to my heart. I am guarded. You wouldn’t think it, but I am.
“I promise he’s going to be JUST FINE (and so will you). He’s going to adjust and be wonderfully happy.” ~referring to my Joshua
“I just wanted to tell you, as a colleague, that your patience and demeanor and attitude with your students is INSPIRING!”
When I read this letter, I felt special. I wanted to be the girl she wrote about. I wanted to be JUST FINE. I wanted to be the patient girl with the positive attitude that she saw through her eyes. Did she really believe those things about me? Either way, I believed in myself more and more every time I read it.
I think now, how important it is to communicate to people these kinds of things that we are thinking. We think they might know, but sometimes THEY DON’T. Sometimes we really need to hear these things. Sometimes we need to feel special.
Maybe she doesn’t even know what a big impact she made on me. She may have thought it was something small. This act of kindness meant a lot to me. It was appreciated more than I can say. It was a piece of my healing. I needed these pieces to put myself back together.
Thank you Dana. You are inspirational and selfless and you really truly made me feel special in a time when I doubted myself.