My friend, Denise, has passed on.
I hadn’t seen her in a couple years, except for once at my school last year and once at a restaurant this summer. She was busy with parenting and teaching, and so was I. She was terribly ill, I was trying to recover from the fire. So many regrets…
She was a kind person, an excellent teacher, and the best mentor for a mid-life new teacher I could ever have had.
This is a hole in my heart, and a crater in the universe.