Teacher of the Year

I just found out my daughter's teacher received the "Teacher of the year" award at her school.  I am in tears.  Not because June's teacher is awesome.  She is.  Not because I am thrilled for what this means for her teacher.  I am.   Not because I am remembering my own journey as a teacher.  I remember it clearly.  I am moved because of what this means for June, and just how obvious I can see God's thumbprint on her life.  And to know she has gotten instruction from the best special needs pre-school teacher at Norfolk Public Schools this year is indeed, emotionally overwhelming! 

You see, in the Summer I begged for June to repeat the class that I thought must be best for her.  Same teacher.  Same agenda.  Half-way during the Summer I found out that NPS did not grant my request; However, there seemed to be a still, quiet voice whispering, "Everything is going to be okay".  I did not panic.  I waited.  I knew I would soon meet her.  And now it comes full circle.  I know why the plan was different, why June couldn't have the same teacher.  Ironically, June's former teacher was out for most of the year because of medical reasons.  God knew.  He foreknew.  He knows my future.  So happy He knows Iva June's.

Thank you Miss Citadel for giving my child the love that she so desperately doesn't even know she needs.  Thank you for spurring her on to independence in more ways than one.  Thank you for believing she can in fact, communicate.  Thank you for caring for her like your own little one.  We are really going to miss you next year!  But I KNOW God will only give June the BEST!