Still missing "my kids"

Okay COVID!   You have been here and done that.   But i miss my kids.   I miss both my biological kids and my students.  I mean, hey COVID when you got going I was just coming back from Ireland.   Stopping for a few weeks to get over jet lag was a gift.   But persevere you have.  

We are registering now for our new year of Faith Formation.   As the registrations pop up I see the ones who would give me big hugs every week and I never knew if they would be sitting in my lap.   I see the ones who made me smile, the ones I outright laughed with, the ones I am concerned about and the ones I wonder if I am strong enough for the challenge of showing them Gods love.   But with each and everyone that comes to my inbox, I miss them desperately.  
I am so grateful for my coworker bringing his 7 year old son to the office.   Today Britton and I took a break and made Woopuls.  He needed a snack, he was heartbroken when I said no to candy at 10 am.  Next he needed a drink.   He laughed with me.   He helped my move activity kids.   And at one point he put his head on my shoulder and wrapped his arm through mine.  It’s amazing the flood of emotions you can feel at one time.   I felt wonder, love and loss.    And I wouldn’t give up a minute with him.   I just want more with my other kids.