We had the most raging hailstorm here last night; the thunderous noise pounded at my window for what seemed to be 3 hours straight. That April shower brought a cool, crisp, gloomy day. My birthday is around the bend, and unlike the plannings of last year, I have zero plans to ring in year 26.… Continue reading Willowed, Well Willow
Like light on life; still joy, glistening gratitude for the little things. I started back to work today after being sick for a week. I saw my little class I had nurtured for the last 2 3/4 months…it’s bittersweet because I think of all the fun things I wanted to do with them (eat outside,… Continue reading Captured
Currently stuck between two illness, I received a phone call today for a potential Child Life Specialist job. It’s like this whole new possibility emerges, this new potential life that I’ve been hunting down for the last 10 months. I’ve come to the small discovery that you can do and be many things in your… Continue reading The Guiding Light
I’m sitting in the loft at my house, crafting and cutting these intricate and completely adorable alphabet letters not fully wanting to give my beloved & previous EC SPED students back to their teacher on Thursday. As an Interim teacher I came into what I assumed was a properly working classroom and ended up being… Continue reading The Alphabet Letters
I didn’t realize until several days ago that my current long term teaching assignment was given to me by God because He needs me there. The women I work with were broken; beat down mentally and emotionally; wrecked with doubt and it has been my mission to remind them of how amazing they are, treat… Continue reading Given True
This week I have to prep my 3, 4 and 5 year old special education students for an active shooter/lockdown drill. Pause. The key words are: run, hide, fight. We will be hiding, within a locked closet, within a locked and barricaded room, with the lights off. This is our reality.
It’s 7:49 am (an added minute because of the ice storm) and kids are getting out of cars and heading into school; some stop in the cafeteria for cinnamon rolls for breakfast and some continue strolling to class. A car pulls up and it’s my littlest student; she smiles as I unbuckle her from her… Continue reading In the Morning