Today as I was preparing to teach my 1st period class, I received some sad and unexpected news. Earlier in the semester, one of my master teachers was diagnosed with cancer, and so took a leave of absence. Although I felt a bit lost without his optimism and support, I understood his need to leave. Unfortunately, he passed away on Saturday. I wasn't sure how to respond. This was a teacher loved by students and faculty alike. Anything said about him revealed a sincere and deep respect for his practice and person. My second master teacher chose to have his students simply reflect on their experiences with my master teacher or their thoughts about death. I thought it was an appropriate and beautiful way to respond to the situation. Earlier in the semester, I also lost some one close to me. With the demands of the program and student teaching, I believe that I was unable to address my thoughts and feelings. But as the semester slows down and I am better able to look closely at all that has happened I realize the importance of allowing yourself some quiet space to reflect; I am only now beginning to realize how much this passing has effected me. But, I saw that sense of reflection today in the students as they wrote. Perhaps this will be my source of reflection.