Letters to my teachers

To My Teachers,
It’s funny how large of an impression my teachers have left upon my life. Sure, you taught me facts, you taught me how to study, and you taught me how to stay organized. However, you also taught me other much more important things. You taught me to love learning. You never gave up on me, or my classmates, regardless of how frustrating we could be. You always took a deep breath and pushed forward because you knew that one day the work you did would make a difference.
Maybe you aren’t told this often enough, but without you, I wouldn’t be the strong, confident woman I am today. You made me believe in myself, when I felt that I was at my lowest. You gave me confidence in more ways than one. By acknowledging my perseverance, intelligence, creativity, ability, and personality, you showed me that I was really worth something, even when I felt absolutely worthless.
I guess what I’m saying is, thank you. Thank you for keeping my spirits up when I needed it the most. Thank you for spending extra time with me so I could understand, not only the material in your class, but myself better. Thank you for each late night you spent working, unpaid, not sleeping, to get things done to better my educational experience. Thank you for being one of the biggest stepping stones in the path of my professional career.
You also offered something that many others didn’t during school: genuine support and unfailing friendships. You were an open, unjudging ear. You always knew what to do or say, even when it came to problems with parents. You always seemed to know the best way to handle difficult situations, and you were eager to help students in any way you possibly could.
Most of all, everyone can tell, you genuinely love what you do. Your passion is unfailing, and your kindred spirit is evident in your unwillingness to give up on any student, even the “problem” ones.
Thank you for deciding to shape mine, and many others’ future. Thank you for guiding us in the right direction, being there for us when having support was crucial, and most of all, thank you for deciding to be a teacher.
I guess that’s what saying goodbye is always like, jumping off an edge. The worst part is making the choice to do it. Once you’re in the air, there’s nothing you can do about it. And that’s when you learn to fly.

Arrian Madden


Letters to my nurses 

Dear Nurses,
Many of you have got to know me and my family very well. Whether it be from sitting with me several days or once a month for several years. I just wanted to thank you. Many of you have become more than a nurse you have become a friend.

Getting treatment like I have for several years and just growing with you. You will never know how much you mean to me.
Getting treatment at home has been a lifesaver for not just me but for my family as well. Before i started treatment through home care services. We would have to get up early to drive to the hospital then i would sit in an uncomfortable hospital bed for 6+ hours with my mom and sometimes brother and dad in a chair next to me. Then we would drive another hour to get back home. A whole day gone, another day at school gone, and another day at work gone. That is until we started going through home care services. You brought something that was so uncomfortable and time consuming to our home. Every month we looked forward to your company and learning about what you had done during the past month. You let us vent about our problems and let us into your life as well. We learned many things about you and your families. Thank you for being there for us and letting us into your life.

While some you were sitting at home with my family and I, the others were at school helping me get through my day. Most of the time when I was in pain, not feeling good, or just didn’t have class your office was my escape. You would let me be pain or drama free for a while. Over the years you would become close to me. You would edit my homework for the third time. I have got to know you where if I would make a joke you knew I wasn’t serious about it. When I needed to vent whether it be about class, family, friends, or the future you would always be an there ready to listen. Not many people get to be close with the faculty at school but I was more than I was with the students. You were one of those people. Thank you for always allowing me into your office with open arms. Thank you for all you have done.


Arrian Madden