On Monday I went back to school as a supply teacher for the first time since Richard died. As I drove to the school along the same road Richard drove on his last morning alive 25 weeks ago, I realised how different my life now was:there was noone to wish me a good day, noone to talk to about our days at work when coming home. How I wished to turn the clock back and to be able to relive those little daily pleasures, which I so took for granted, again.
I was very nervous. Would I be able to do this? Would the kids suspect my inner sadness?
Thankfully, the children were full of life, curiosity and mischief and after a few minutes I was back being me - teacher, professional, fun and full of excitement about the learning process.
At the end of the day I was exhausted and had the best night's sleep since Richard died.
I am so relieved to have regained a part of my life which gives me pleasure and where I feel a purpose - teaching children has to be one of the best jobs in the world.






I am so happy for you! You are indeed making a difference in the lives of each and every one of those children. I wish for you many more days of this wonderful feeling, and believe it is what Richard would have wanted for you.
JJ888
Having and finding that purpose after a loss it a great acheivement. Follow your dreams and live your life to the fullness of your ability. Sharon
Shrn
Congratulations, that is a real achievement and, as I remember myself, such a difficult hurdle. It is a great job that you do and I hope you continue to enjoy it as you find new ways of enjoying the little pleasures of life that we once took for granted. Good luck with work. This is a slow progress but things do change and slowly I feel we do get used to this new life we have.
pneylan
welcome back to the classroom Margaret, I'm sure you found it delightful, although going home would have been hard. You are doing so well with you life that I wish you many blessings yet to come. Hope to talk soon Meredith
Barkerseggs
Margaret: Thank you for being one of those special people who makes a difference in the lives of those kids. After Carlos died I found out that work was the only place that I had to be strong and put on a smile face and it has helped me make it through this difficult time in my life. Coming home after work is always the hardest part of the day for me because I then realize that he is not at home and I will not hear his voice or see him and that is when the tears start falling all over again. God bless you and lots of hugs Linda
lindalun