What’s Left?

Dec 13th, 2012 | By admin | Category: Opinion

By Lee McLane Editor/Publisher and Simba the late Squeaks adoptive baby

I was driving to the high school library the other day. As I entered the campus area and was admiring how beautiful our school campus is - as I always do - I was remembering the times when I used to be in the line to pick up my nieces after school. I was always so excited to pick them up. As I sat there in line I would wonder how their day had been and what kind of mood they would be in when they got in the car. They would always be full of energy and talking about one thing and another. It was so sweet to hear them talk about their day, their friends, their teachers and what was coming up in their lives. I miss that so much. We used to spend lots of time together and now they are busy with their lives - going to college, marriage, etc. and I totally understand that. That is life.   But it makes me so sad to drive onto campus and know that there is no chance that I will see either one of them there. When they were in school there, when I had to go to school to take a picture, I would always look for them in a classroom or in the lunchroom. But now I know they are not there.  I would even hear some of their friends say, “Hannah (or Chelsea) there’s your aunt!”  It was so cute. I guess the reason I’m writing this is to remind you to treasure the time you have when your children, nieces, nephews, grandchildren, etc. are young. It passes so quickly. Also - it hits me this week because my youngest niece, Hannah Alexander Musto, will be 22 this Thursday (today). I remember the day she was born; how it took forever before she ever got any hair; how she would sing all the time and even be singing as she would fall asleep in the back of the car.  When she was about two she would always hold her hand out and touch things as we walked through the store or anywhere.  I told her that’s why she was named Hannah - because she had her hand out  touching things all the time. When she was about 1 1/2 to 2 yrs. old, she would always say “Ha-too” for water. We never knew why she called water Ha-too - but one night I was at a Mayan lecture at Lyon College and the Mayan expert was talking about the Mayan words for various things and he said, “The Mayan word for water is ‘Ha-too.’” I am spelling it phonetically. I was shocked. Was Hannah a Mayan in some previous life? Who knows. But she sure knew the word for water.

She always has been a joy to be around and now she is about to graduate from UCA and will be a Kindergarten  teacher for some lucky class. She loves children and has always loved them. I know she will make a great teacher. I don’t know where she will try to get a job but it would be great if she would come back here. But, that is probably too much to hope for. At any rate, she will be an asset to any school system where she is hired and we are all so proud of her. So, Happy Birthday Sweetie!  We love you!

Go to your happy place!

See you next week!