Oh Beeky...

Apparently my dear Becky wasn't 100% sure I was really coming to Chi-Town. She had spent a week in Cali for a family visit and our friend Hil's bach weekend. During that week we spent a lot of it together whether up in LA (where she could see I hadn't really done any packing) or in Palm Springs among other best friends. In that time she kept hearing stories of how much I had cried the week prior. Sad to leave my great school wonderful staff and students, goodbye parties with family and friends, physically closing down my classroom of 3 years and my California life of 26 years, I did some crying. However the tears were filled with both joy and sadness. The thoughtful gifts from my students such as a blank pink key to use in Chicago "so every time you open your door you will think of me" from my little Karen...she's eight, an amazing scrap book put together by my aide filled with pictures and quotes from present and past students (I will always treasure this, thank you Kristen), many words of strength and encouragement, and the hundreds of goodbye hugs...well this just all made me cry, a lot.

So between these emotional stories, even witnessing a few tears herself, my change in flight plans, and the fact that I didn't answer my phone at the airport on the morning of the 5th...well this all got my Beeky thinking that I just may have backed out last minute and decided not to make the big move. Oh silly Beeky. But I guess my phone call right before take off reassured her and she went out and bought markers and poster paper.