As New York State, among others, announces that in-person schooling will not resume, a wave of mixed emotions washes over us. How do we process this unprecedented situation, and how can our children even begin to understand? Many of us have never faced such a profound sense of fear, uncertainty, and disappointment before. To all my fellow New Yorkers, and everyone else feeling adrift in this sea of emotions, I want to share my heart with you.
To the children, educators, and parents concluding this academic year without the closure they deserve: I see you.
I understand the concerns of parents who are questioning their abilities as home-school teachers while also managing work and household responsibilities. I empathize with the preschoolers who just want to participate in their end-of-year performances, and the fifth graders missing out on their last field day and farewell dances. I feel for the eighth graders deprived of signing yearbooks, basking in the sun during half days, and celebrating their achievements in moving-up ceremonies. I am deeply moved by the young kids longing to reconnect with their friends and teachers.
I also share in the sorrow of retiring teachers who cannot bid farewell to the students and colleagues who have become like family. High school teachers yearn to embrace their seniors, who are poised to take the next step in their lives. I ache for those seniors who will miss their chance to declare their college choices or celebrate milestones like prom and graduation ceremonies on their football field.
I empathize with you because, twenty years ago, I experienced similar heartache. I was a passenger in a catastrophic car accident in April 2000, just after buying my prom dress. That incident left me an incomplete quadriplegic. I remember the sadness of being a 17-year-old who could no longer take AP exams after dedicating months to studying. I missed out on my senior awards ceremonies, where I would have earned recognition for French and Track/Cross Country. I never had the chance to wear my prom dress.
In the aftermath, I wore a halo brace, longing for the moment I could stand on stage to accept my awards and dance the night away. Even today, I have recurring dreams about that lost time in high school, a closure I still yearn for.
As a mother of three young children, I witness the confusion and sadness they, too, are grappling with. I offer them hugs, kisses, and a listening ear, hoping to comfort them during this challenging time. It’s disheartening when dreams are interrupted, and no one should dismiss your feelings.
Yet, children possess remarkable resilience. They will emerge from this experience stronger than we can imagine, learning to cherish the small joys of life like car rides and collecting flowers. Those high school seniors who once envisioned tossing their caps into the air will learn to embrace life’s challenges, understanding the importance of living in the present and valuing what they have.
Yes, this situation is unjust and heartbreaking, but life will continue. It could be much worse. Your children may not find closure this academic year, but remember, there are others facing even more severe challenges—like families affected by the pandemic, where loved ones are lost without the chance for farewells.
When adversity strikes, we must rise above it. Twenty years ago, I didn’t want to grow up so quickly or face tough decisions about my future. I felt it was unfair to choose a rehabilitation facility instead of a college. However, those difficult choices shaped who I am today.
I navigate this pandemic day by day, and I understand the struggles of quarantine all too well. As parents and educators, we can demonstrate to our children that overcoming this hurdle will prepare them for anything life throws their way.
Nothing lasts forever. Parents and teachers, let this moment be a lesson.
My young friends, maintain your optimism even in dark times. Life is unpredictable; challenges can range from minor inconveniences to monumental hurdles. The first job you land won’t seem as daunting, nor will your biggest dreams feel as intimidating, because you are tough. Remember, you have our unwavering support throughout this journey. If all we have is now, let’s appreciate this moment.
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Summary
Twenty years ago, a tragic accident changed my life, taking away my final year of high school. Now, as we face unprecedented challenges, especially for students and families, I share my experiences and insights on resilience. While this academic year may lack closure, it is a chance for growth and strength. Let’s embrace the present and support one another through these trying times.
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