It's Never Easy to Say Goodbye
One of the sweetest ladies I have ever known... Fourth grade, 1989. I was sitting in the office of my new school, the school I didn't want to be, the school where I didn't know anyone, the school that made me long to be with my old friends at my old school. I didn't want my mom to leave me and my sister there. I was scared, nervous, and sad to say the least. As a 9 year old, I thought my world was coming to an end. It must of been written across my face because about the time I decided I was going to hit the door running, this little lady named Mrs. Strader (the school secretary) got up from behind her desk, came over and patted me on the shoulder, looked me in the eye, and told me everything was going to be okay. Long before I knew her grandson... Long before I knew her sweet family... Long before I became a part of that f...