Missing

Today is the first anniversary of the death of my dear teacher Ms Fanny Diaz…It’s been exactly one year that I called to her house to know how she was and one of her relatives told me the bad news. It’s been exactly one year that I started missing her enormously. I remember that day, one of my thoughts were ‘How am I going to move on without her advices or without her help?’ she was supposed to help me to pass English Language III and think it was going to be not that easy for me to do it by my own, but I did it. I really missed her a lot and there are times I feel I need to talk to her. I need to tell her so many things that are actually happening to me…
However, I don’t wanna write about the emptiness I feel right know, I just wanna say that she was a great teacher for me and she inspired me in so many ways that I hope to have just a little bit from her when I become a teacher.