Dear Noisy Little Adventures,
It's not you, it's me.
I know I've left you alone for too long...
I know the pain has been unbearable at times...
I know my excuses will fall flat.
But you know how the kids are...
And, well, um...there's other writing, too.
It's not prettier than you...please stop crying.
It's just writing I have to do...I didn't want to.
Please believe me when I tell you the lesson planning and grading means nothing to me compared to you.
I'm sorry.
And I'm here now...if you're willing to welcome me back.
Will you let me caress your pages, again?
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