08/25/2023
Since Monday night, I just haven’t had the words or emotional strength to sit down and 1. Respond to everyone who has sent an outpouring of love and appreciation or 2. To process and reflect on the immense loss we just experienced this week.
When I opened our school out on the New Sweden road in 2015, my plan was to be a fixture in our community, a place for parents to drop off their children while they work where they can rest assured they are learning, cared for, safe but most of loved. I believe we have done just that for 8 years. The plan was to be here forever. That someday when I’m much older and (more) exhausted, maybe another individual like myself with a passion for children, family, education and with a drive to change the status quo would someday take over. I wanted forever. Unfortunately, it was ripped away from us abruptly and it has been devastating.
All I’ve been able to say this week is that it feels like a death. Everything my family has sacrificed in the last 8 years is gone. I’ve tried- I have yelled and screamed, begged and pleaded, cried and fought for someone to take a look at this crisis and DO SOMETHING. But all I’ve ever been told is to “hang in there”, “it’ll get easier” “cut corners where you can” or “running a business is hard”. The system failed our children.
I’m not going to address the hatred and ignorance spewed our away this week from those who have no connection to our school family- becaus quite frankly, they don’t understand what kind of family unit they were never a part of, so why would they understand? I feel sorry for them. They weren’t there last night when my entire staff of educators were hugging parents while children, moms, dads and grandparents sobbed. They aren’t watching Daren and I walk through these empty halls crying this morning. This is painful.
Instead, right now I’ll focus on the beauty. This place has been magic. It is where my children were introduced to all of their best friends. Marriages happened because of this place- and then a beautiful child was born because his parents met here. We’ve held multiple baby showers here for children I now love as my own…birthday parties…graduations…parent nights…this has been the safe haven for hundreds of families.
I’m going to continue to tell our story. My story may have had a devastating and tragic ending but I am going to use this pain, sadness and anger I feel right now for good. We will create the change we need. Let this devastation be an example for what will continue to happen if we don’t WAKE UP. This State hasn’t seen the last of me. All levels of government haven’t. I’m hungrier than ever to save this field for our CHILDREN. Economics aside, we did this for our children and this morning 100 children are waking up asking to go see their teachers and friends and they are being told they can’t. Make it make sense…
I encourage everyone to be kind today and everyday. We need it.
To my parents today and all the way back to the beginning…thank you. Your children have been my greatest adventure. This is not goodbye. I love you all.