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Dyadium Interruptus

Anyone feeling like I am?? Our Dyad is almost over. A few weeks ago, I would have been relieved, even happy, to be able to check off another task, to get even closer to my destination. But that was before the 100+ kids I see everyday got to me. I am beginning to feel affection for these kids as I get to know them and try to peer behind their aloof personas. All the middle school attitude suddenly seems so endearing, the angst so noble. Getting to see tiny bits of what's hidden underneath them--the confusion, the sadness, the bravado, the hope--is a rare and beautiful privilege. Sure, the affection is pretty one-sided. I'm fairly marginal in these kids' lives. I sometimes get heckling and indifference, but I get where they're coming from. I carry on, working with the kids, one at a time, trying my best to really see their lovable selves and honor them in our tiny moments together. Just as connections are being built, away I go, gone from their lives forever.