My Dearest Friday,

Friday. Dear Friday. You've been with me every step of the way. Every seven days, no matter what's happening in my life. You're there. Dependable. The thing is, I haven't appreciated you until now. It took 19-hour days with only 90 minutes off to eat dinner for me to realize how important you really are to me. When you're not here, I think of you every other day (except Saturday and most of Sunday...but I know you understand). It pains me that you are so far away right now. Five days to be more exact. Five long days full of teaching crazy 4th graders and sitting through endless workshops and writing lesson plan after lesson plan. And just when I think I can't take no more, there you are. Waiting for me. Just like always. I don't know what I would do without you.