A year ago ....

I lost them.
I cried a lot. I suffered for months and months.
I used to dream about them every single night.
Taking them from me without a reason was not fair.
It was one of the hardest things I've ever lived.
It made me change a lot.
I'm still a teacher but I don't think I will ever open my heart the way I did in that school.
Maybe cuz I'm afraid to be hurt or maybe I don't ever want to replace these kids ...the truth is that ... only God and his mercy could take me out of the depression I found myself in.
A year later, I can give thanks to God for all the amazing things he's done and how he's restored my soul and everything that was taken from me on that dark July 25th.