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Dearest Friend,

I just have to say it:  I'm sorry. I'm really, really sorry.  It's been too long.

I haven't been there for you and I can give you a million-and-one excuses as to why . . . but do you really want to hear about it now?  I'm thinking it's too late.

I'm sure you don't want to hear about how busy I am a school: Teaching kids. Encouraging them to read.  Wanting them to L.O.V.E. reading.  Searching for books they will adore and recommend.  Solving problems.  Planning targeted interventions to meet the needs of struggling readers.  Wanting more time for the students to write and blog. Laughing and learning together every day. Enjoying each and every student.

There are so many stories to tell, but why would you want to hear about them now?

I'm also loving being a mom.  It's still crazy to say that.  Yes, I'm a mom . . . of twins.  It's the hardest job in the world, but the BEST!  I wouldn't change it for anything. The joy and laughter these little ones bring me daily is mind blowing. I can't get enough of them.  I could write about them all day, every day!  But, you wouldn't know that, would you?

I can only say this one more time.  I'm sorry.

Tomorrow is another day. A fresh start like a blank page in your book.

Thank you for your openness.
Your understanding that life can be busy.
Your willingness to listen again.

I promise to share my stories with you.

All my writing love,
Michelle


My writing journal . . . waiting to hold my stories.
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  1. Ruth AyresDecember 6, 2011 at 6:57 AM

    Perfect. The best part is it will always wait for you!
    Ruth

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  2. AnonymousDecember 6, 2011 at 8:34 AM

    Makes me start thinking of other "i'm sorries" in my life...but writing is the best place to start

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  3. Deb DayDecember 6, 2011 at 11:27 AM

    Perfect--reminiscent of WCWilliams apology poem--you could make copy of it and give it to your friend, along with this letter! And that would mean, you've started sharing with your friend again!

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  4. elsieDecember 6, 2011 at 2:51 PM

    Your "friend" will forgive you for not sharing today or even tomorrow. The day will come (I promise it does) when life slows down a bit. You have been doing a good job of keeping the rest of your SOL friends entertained.

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  5. Diana MartinDecember 6, 2011 at 5:17 PM

    Elsie is right. I remember the days when my kids were little. It was a blur, exhausting. I could never do it again even if I tried. :)

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  6. Linda BDecember 6, 2011 at 6:46 PM

    I do wonder how you do all that you do, Michelle. This is beautifully written, & was a little mystery at the beginning. I really thought it was to an old 'human' friend you were writing. It's a lovely way to give yourself permission to set the priorities, which sometimes means not spending time with your friend.

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  7. Katherine SokolowskiDecember 6, 2011 at 7:34 PM

    Totally understand the crazy busy times. Your friend will be there whenever you are ready. Beautifully written!
    Katherine

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  8. Christy Rush-LevineDecember 6, 2011 at 8:06 PM

    I was snowed. I started to suspect, but didn't fully get it until I scrolled to the picture at the end. Initially I felt sorry for your sense of guilt, but I was charmed at the end. This was very well crafted!

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  9. Tara @ A Teaching LifeDecember 6, 2011 at 8:41 PM

    I love Deb's take on it...now you have you first entry, you are back!!

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  10. Kristi LonheimDecember 8, 2011 at 9:08 AM

    And it won't hold a grudge!

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  11. TerjeDecember 10, 2011 at 5:28 AM

    You kept me wondering. Fortunately journals are forgiving. May-be mine pouts sometimes, but only secretly.
    Terje
    P.S
    I finished the report cards before Friday. Slicing has helped me with the writing but also made me more demanding of myself. I want the comments to sound right. If that makes sense.

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