Shannon's Teacher

Shannon has the same kindergarten teacher as Caetlin had. Below is a poem she gave to all the parents. She is really a great teacher.

I gave you a little wink and smile
As you stood outside today.
For I know how hard it is to leave
And know your child must stay.
You've been with her for five years now
And have been a loving guide,
But now, alas, the time has come
To leave her at my side.
Just know as you drive away
And tears down your cheeks may flow
I'll love her as I would my own
And help her learn and grow.
For as a parent, I too know
How quickly the years do pass.
So please put you mind at ease
And cry those tears no more
For I will love her and take her in
When you leave her at my door.
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Uncle Don

Greg, the girls, and I got back last night from Muncie, IN. My sister had called me on Monday to let me know that my Uncle Don had passed away. It was not unexpected, but not really expected either. He had been sick off and on for a few years, and when he was over last August for Dad's funeral he had looked pretty bad. However he seemed to be doing ok the last few months, so I wasn't really ready for it to happen.

As I've posted before it is the advantage and disadvantage of a large family. I adored my uncle Don when I was younger. He was the fun uncle. His kids were Cindy and my ages and we would hang out together. He was the uncle that would buy candy and get us fireworks. He would sing goofy songs and play around. He and my dad were very close and he was only two years older than Dad. When Dad died it hit him really hard. Having just recently passed the anniversary of my dad's death, this funeral was extremely hard to face.

Now out of 17 aunt and uncles and my parents there are only 6 remaining. My cousins and I are the next generation and it is a little frightening. I have lost one cousin already and we go in age from 67 to 40. We get together at funerals and wonder who will be next and where the time went.

I think about the fact that I would love to go back in time to when we were all at my grandmothers playing and driving the adults insane.

I feel bad for my aunt Nancy after watching my dad lose my mother. I know she will have a hard time, and we can be there for her, but there are some things no one else can do for you.

Rest in Peace Uncle Don. You deserve it. You were a good man who was liked and loved by almost everyone who knew you.
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