I wasn't a trouble child, but when things sucked she would invite me into her office, and slowly but surely get me to talk about my life's troubles.
Thank you Mrs.Biddick, for making me who I am today, and for caring when I felt like no one did.
How am I supposed to find someone who can even try to cover all of the incredible things you did for me? And for my family?
Thank you,
Liz.
p.s. I'll meet you in Heaven. You will never be forgotten.
