There is nothing better in life than walking holding the hand of a sweet little 6-year-old (that may or may not belong to you), her looking up and saying, "I love you Miss Rose," and meaning it with all her heart.
Okay maybe there is something better: the little devil in your class -who is really just a teeny pill away from being the brightest and kindest child on earth- come in first thing in the morning and yell, "I'M SO GLAD TO BE BACK!" and it doesn't even make you angry he's yelling because he's so happy to be at school because it's better than wherever else he's been. And then he gives you a hug.
These two things make me forget everything else and remember that it's all okay.
(The second good thing does make me have a glass of wine tonight, however.)
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