I walk into work with a strange feeling. I know it will be my last day for quite some time. I notice one to many people wearing pink and then I realize they are all wearing pink for me. My eyes tear up at the thoughtfulness of my fellow staff members. I grab my coffee and head to my class to prepare for the day. My stomach is in a knot as I know this will be the last time I see the kids for awhile. For lunch I go to my favorite Mexican restaurant Mi Pueblo; it will be quite some time till I eat Mexican food like that again. The kids start to come in and one after the other they are dressed in pink as well, even the little boys. I swallow back my tears and thank them. I feel robotic as I go through the day, going through the motions, thinking of my cancer at every turn, emotional for the displays of affection. Teachers and parents come in with presents for me. The entire day was spent with a constant puddle around my eyes. I drive away thinking of them and thinking of tomorrow and my first chemo treatment. I am so fortunate and blessed to have so many people in my life who give me such support, solidarity and love. My medical leave has officially begun….