7 years ago I shared this, The Hardest Thing About Teaching, on my personal page. I taught high school English for 7.5 years and at least 7 of my students from those years have passed away. What They Don’t Tell You… In some ways teaching reminds me of pregnancy. You know, when you’re pregnant there …
We thought it was the tree, the gifts, the lights, and staying up late, having pretend snowball fights. But they were Christmas. Our minds never imagined that they wouldn’t be with us. They were Christmas. They were big smiles and happy laughs, perfect gift finders and fun. They were kind, honest, and gave grace when …
Memories that Stand the Test of Time As long as I live, I will remember sticking my hands into brown paper bags at Halloween on my friend’s screened in porch. The eewy, the squishy, the unidentified spaghetti brains, all of it. Epic sleepovers and parties were a staple of my childhood. Our Epic Sleepovers As …
For many years, my oldest daughter has been ready for Disney. Her youngest sister was also ready and like most kids, when the Disney commercials come on with all the magic they want to leave that very minute to go there. For my middle daughter, though, this has never been the case. When those same …
A mother is a first friend you never have to earn, From tummy kicks and childhood trips to pirouettes and turns. A mother is a lasting reminder of who you were and who you are, She’s there to help you with the journey on your way to catch the stars. A mother puts herself just …
Let them play in the dirt. As long as they want to, as much as they want to. As often as they can. Let them be messy, and let them be explorers. Let them be little. Some of my best memories are of following my mom and my aunt, row by row, hunting for lady …
