One of Two Last Days

I don't even know how to begin to tell you how much my heart aches when it's the last day of school. For nine months, I spend too much thinking about twenty five little ones, making sure they have a good balance of fun and stifling curriculum. Then, suddenly, it's June! They walk through the door one last time as a class. Then, they leave one last time as a class. As they leave, they take a tiny piece of my heart. Then, I do it all again in August. Good thing, my heart has time to mend over the summer.