A New School Year, A Familiar Home

Walking back into my old school feels a lot like finding your favorite pair of shoes at the back of the closet. You know the ones I mean. They might not be brand new, but they’re broken in just right, and the second you put them on you remember why you loved them in the first place. That’s exactly how it feels to be here again. Comfortable. Familiar. Like home.

I can’t talk about this new chapter without pausing to thank JudsonISD. They welcomed me at such a strange, uncertain time in my career. Honestly, I was a little lost, and they gave me a space to land. I met some truly incredible educators and students there—people who supported me, inspired me, and reminded me why I love what I do. I miss them and it was hard to say goodbye, but I carry those friendships and lessons with me as I step into this new school year.

Leaving wasn’t an easy decision. In fact, it was one of the hardest I’ve had to make. There were so many factors in play—my mental health, my family, and the long distances I was traveling every day. It felt like my life was stretched thin in every direction, and I knew I had to make a choice that would allow me to take care of myself and the people I love. Even though it hurt to leave, I know it was the right step forward.

If I’m being honest, last school year felt like a rollercoaster. And not the smooth kind where you scream once and then throw your hands up for the ride. No, it was the kind that jerks you around the corner and makes you wonder if you should have eaten that corn dog before getting in line. There were some amazing highs, but there were also some moments that tested me. I had to learn a lot about myself as an educator, and even more as a person.

So yes, I’m nervous. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t. There’s that little whisper in the back of my head saying, “What if it happens again?” But here’s the thing: I’m not the same person I was last year. I’ve grown. I’ve learned. And I have a deep trust in my new administration team and in the path we’re building together—literally building, since a new building is on the horizon. That alone makes the future feel bright.

Coming back here is a mix of so many emotions. Relief. Excitement. A little bit of fear. But also joy, because this really does feel like home. I’m grateful beyond words for my support system—my family, my friends, my coworkers—who’ve walked with me through all the transitions of 2025. They’ve listened to me vent, encouraged me to keep going, and reminded me that even in the middle of change, I am exactly where I’m supposed to be.

So here’s to a new school year. A year of creativity, growth, and maybe a little chaos (because let’s be real, it’s school). I’m ready to laugh, to learn, to stumble, and to get back up again. Most of all, I’m ready to enjoy the journey, paint splashes and all.

With love and gratitude,
Ms. Roxy