This week has been a hard week for me. As you all know, I recently moved jobs. I'm still teaching,

but I'm in a new district. Switching not only my district, but the grade level I teach as well,

and all of that during COVID finally broke me on Friday. I walked to my car with tears

literally streaming down my face, and if you know me, it takes a lot to make me cry over work,

but Friday I was crying.

I think back to our lives in February. Here in the U.S., I was blissfully living my life,

unaware that the virus would completely turn my world upside down. Today, I had to run back to my car

in the rain because I forgot my mask as I was walking into work. On Friday, my tears were a combination of new fears and stresses paired with the anxiety

that the profession I love may never look the same.

That the world we live in may never look the same.

I get so many questions for my students, questions I can't answer, and that's one of the saddest parts. No, I don't know how long

will be required to wear masks to school. No, I don't know when you'll be able to eat lunch

beside your best friend. No, I don't know when I can stop taking your temperature when you walk in the

door. We have listeners from all over the world. So today, I'm asking that you send us some

encouragement. Tell us that your world

is slowly returning to normal. That way, we can feel like we have a light at the end of the

tunnel we need to be looking for. I'm so thankful that through all of this, coffee and cases has

remained a constant in my life. I know it look weird for a bit with us recording separately,

and it can still look strange sometimes as we try to squeeze time into our busy schedules to record together.

But at least through all this, we have our coffee and cases family.

I know Allison will agree with me when I say we're thankful for all of you.

One of my aunts claims that she has dreams of the future, dreams of who's pregnant, what the gender of the baby is, dreams of who will get engaged, and even dreams of death.

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