Goodbyes are difficult

Goodbyes are difficult, especially when they last for a long time. On the last day we met I said, "Good morning!" and went on to explain how I do not get to see you much and I wanted to know how you were getting along. You replied with cheer as you always did, dressed in red and a light of happiness radiating from you.

We went our separate ways as our day began and fulfilled our daily duties. When the day concluded, I was drawn to your classroom and popped in for a chat. This was out of the ordinary, but I now know that God needed us to speak one last time. He wanted to show me your kindness and generosity. He wanted me to understand fully what it means to be humble and positive. You were a brilliant example of what it means to be a friend to all, a loving mother and teacher.

Our goodbye has been a defining moment in my life. I have learned what it means to be "a light." You were "the light" in this place because you only brightened us with positivity. It was the way you walked, the way you talked, and what you did.

This goodbye has been difficult, but I still keep a "good morning" in my heart along with your smile, good energy, and joy. I will continue to carry a piece of your light to keep shining in this place.

In remembrance of Iboyla "Ibi" Ryan