Yesterday our school lost an amazing soul. We knew that her health wasn't great, she'd been in and out of the hospital since Easter, but none of us knew how bad it was. She was one of those amazing people who loved you the second she met you and you would be the recipient of one of the warmest hugs you could imagine. She taught 4th with me my first 2 years here, then was out a year taking care of her husband (who is 15 years older than her and honestly, we thought he'd go first). This year she was teaching 2nd grade. Her daughter teaches 3rd grade (their classrooms were almost across the hall from each other) and lives with them. I will say that I saw what an amazing family we are at my school, because we all rallied around and are taking care of their family and their classes. It feels good to know you work with people like that. We had to tell the kids today and that was rough. We had to be the teachers and not let them see how hard it was. She was the glue that held her family together, and they are entering uncharted territory, so I ask that you hold them up in your prayers. She had no doubts where she'd end up, but she knew that her family and friends would be sad. There's a smiling, loving hole in our school family, and it's going to hurt for a while.