Background - Yesterday I was scrap booking my sons freshman year of high school (which ended weeks ago) and I added only one picture of a teacher. It was his English teacher, Mr. Drozd. I sat back and thought about this remarkable man and how he had inspired my son to write and write and write. I thought about how lucky the world was to have an English teacher like him to engage young minds. After a moment I laughed at myself for obsessing about this man that I barely knew! Giving just one more thanks to the universe and the “powers that be” for his motivating teaching style, kind nature and diligent work ethic, I closed the scrapbook to go make dinner. I told my son about it that night because I was STILL thinking about the wonderful Mr. Drozd! I wanted my son to know that he would always have a picture in his scrapbook to remind him of this remarkable man and then I FINALLY let it go and went to bed.
S.C.O.U.T. - Mr. Drozd passed away today very suddenly of a brain aneurism. I was stunned beyond belief as the previous days obsession came flooding back to me in detail. With shaking hands, I added one final note about his passing in my son’s scrapbook.
I couldn’t help thinking that I may have found the reason for the previous day’s obsession. Mr. Drozd rest in peace, you won’t be forgotten. God, the universe and “the powers that be” have made sure of that.
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