Or should I say, “no more work for which I shall get paid!” I will still be doing regular Mom duties (chef, chauffeur, psychologist, play therapist, librarian, janitor, mechanic, tour guide, entertainment coordinator, nutritionist, and matriarch, of course). But for the summer I am done being an education professional. It feels bittersweet.
Today I was definitely ready for summer vacation. Hell, I was ready for two months ago, shortly after I started working full time. I got sick, really sick, and haven’t recovered. So for me, a long rest — or what I imagine could be a long rest — might put me back on my feet for the next school year. Just making it day to day seemed impossible, and with less than one month of school remaining, I managed to catch a nasty stomach flu and then develop bronchitis, which persists even as I type. Today as I helped the children pack their backpacks one last time, I felt a mix of relief and sadness. I desperately need to rest and regain my strength, but I will miss not seeing “my kids” every day.
The best possible consolation came as the class filed out the door. My student, the one I had been hired to work with, turned and hugged me fiercely and said “Thanks Mrs. Van Delist! I love you!”
Even if I never go back to work at the school, I can take that memory with me forever and be satisfied that I did my best job there.