#mrs. weaver

[meadow-roses]

“Because you loved me. Before I was anything. Before I was at all lovable, you loved me. I won't forget.”

[meadow-roses]

Inktober “Heart/Wounded”

“Since the awful day King Jupiter fell and the Great Wood was lost to tyranny, our world has been wounded to its heart.”  ~ The Green Ember

Done with micron pens, sharpie, and pencil.  This prompt is from the Fantasy Inktober prompt list on Instagram.

Bonus close-up of Maggie:

[hicks-space-blog]

Meanwhile...

Jared: burps

Mrs. Weaver: Can you stop that?

Jared: I'm making room!

[fussyf8ngs]

Day 14 - A letter to your favourite teacher/professor

Dear Mrs. Weaver,

I feel like...you helped me a lot. I met you when I was in seventh grade, on the first day of school, in first hour. I knew I'd love you the instant I saw you. You were an older woman, but you were so full of life and energy, and it was just so nice to see. I let you read my dumb fanfiction and you gave me the greatest encouragement and love, and I just...I don't even know. I loved seeing you get excited over the smallest things, and how you were just so happy all of the time. You made me want to be a language arts teacher, so I could make kids as happy as you made me.

I feel terrible that I haven't seen you in years. I don't know how to approach you. I feel as if you hadn't moved from the junior high to Sandy Hill, maybe that would've been easier.

I still love you though, so so much.

Love, Jessi.