Catch all drawer (random), Uncategorized

To go back even for just a moment!!!😭

To go back in time if only for a day…

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After picking up Chris and Patrick from their trip to Dominican Republic we stayed a while on the coast. There were some tears and the uphoria of missing one another lasted at least 12 hours before squabbles emerged, and things got real with 1 bathroom and 6 people but it was perfect! We attempted to recreate a photo from 2013, I don’t know who came up with this concept, but they are brilliant. I’ve seen them on Facebook and it always captures my heart,I am hoping to start a “thing” looking at the comparison stings a little, a lot! As they grumbled about hot sand, the do we have to do this and we were way past lunch time I did not react to the complaining or grit through my teeth about how this family beach pic WAS Happening!!! Instead, I smiled and soaked it all up because one day they will thank me! Patrick will turn 16 this fall and so that means I have 2 maybe 3 more summers together if the good Lord allows. Time shows no mercy I am starting to feel what I have heard other moms describe.
I looked at this picture from 2013 and I remembered the chaos, the sweet crazy that I would love to step into even for just a day. I would hold tight each of those smaller bodies that would still fit in my lap. Haven was still nursing, there were no cell phone distractions, it was loud and exhausting but life was simpler. The mom in this pic didn’t completely realize how precious time was, even though I knew not to sweat the small stuff, I did! I was also a chronic yeller. I was uptight and when I look at the small faces from 2013 I think about how I saw them as big, especially Patrick, oh how my heart aches to turn back time. I would have wrestled with them instead telling them to knock it off! I without hesitation would have snagged a few more snuggles in my lap!
We really didn’t or shouldn’t have splurged on a week vacation to Corpus/San Antonio but thankful I don’t listen to that voice either anymore! Wether it was financially responsible can shove it because time has no mercy, 5 years was just a blink, poof half a decade, bigger feet, longer legs, and way more opinions! I am so very blessed with this life, my crazy chaos, they have my heart!!! ❤️
There aren’t many things I am grateful for from my accident but I now realize in a very real way that tomorrow is not promised, be present in the moment, it’s ok to be loud and silly, even reckless occasionally!
So completely grateful, the Lord is so faithful!!

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Catch all drawer (random), I teach

Dear weary teacher here is a pep talk!

You are on the home stretch!

The end of the marathon for 2017/2018 is approaching…

State testing is also rising up like a tropical storm and we are all waiting to see if it will hit the coast or bounce back into the ocean.

Do you still love what you do?

Why or why not?

If you have won the lottery or your side hustle needs to become your main gig, awesome! Congrats! (MLM, alternate skill, small business, other calling)

If the answer is you let things out of your control dictate the calling of your life, I do not believe you will ever have fulfillment.

Currently I feel the pressure, I feel the negativity, I even join in on teacher’s lounge complaining occasionally but my heart breaks for students that fear the standardized test before they even sit down with their #2 pencils, water bottle and four hour beating to remain quiet.

Here is the pep talk, you are called to teach! It’s probably in your blood, maybe even generational…It is true teachers usually played school as a child ( I did) and you know there is no better feeling than when that one kid gets it!!!

Do not believe the lie that your hands are tied!

Do not believe the lie that you are not appreciated!

Do not believe the lie that you do not get paid enough to put up with this _____! (That one is probably not far fetched 😉

You survived flu season.

You survived ARDs.

You survived lice notices.

You survived grading policies and stomach bug running rampant and drills.

Sometimes in teaching you have to accept the labor pains without seeing the glory but it does not mean it doesn’t exist.

Who is that teacher that poured into you? You haven’t forgotten! That saying, the smile, the warmth or trick that didn’t leave you and influenced your advising meeting in college to pursue education.

That is you for someone else! BELIEVE!

Finishing the school year is like that workout you don’t want to tackle but then so glad you did. Finish strong like you tell your students. Drink your own Kool-aid and pray for your love for teaching to be

Restored.

Rekindled.

Realized.

or to remain.

You’d make more money in a thousand other professions but you would miss your love of classroom structure, labeled bins, visual aids, the perfect THEMES!!!

High-five, chest bump and fist pump you are amazing at what you do! Do all the things you love about teaching and let the “things and pressures” that are out of your classroom bubble be ignored like the kid in the front row digging in his nose and not only can the class see him but lunch is next… Let it go with a sigh and a squirt of hand sanitizer!

XOXO