Love when you can.
Cry when you have to.
Be who you must.
It's a part of the plan.
Await your arrival
with simple survival.
One day we'll all understand....
This afternoon I had the pleasure of talking with both my son and daughter on the phone, and it seems that they are trying to hatch a semi-surprise plan for my 55th birthday next month. I was told to "be available to travel" on Dec. 5th and 6th. No matter what they have in store, it is going to make me cry.... and will add yet another reason to the list of reasons why I love them so much! Guitar Boy is also planning to make an appearance in Room #2 this Friday, which also makes my heart very happy!
One of my dearest college friends posted this on her Facebook page the other day, and it resonated deeply with me. It reminded me that being thankful for the little things makes the huge, daunting problems less so. It infused me with positive energy and new purpose when I needed it most.....professionally and personally. Dearest Betsy, time and miles have come between us, but your wisdom and friendship will be forever valued.
In ten days, I will join my friends Em from Curious Firsties and Jenny from Luckeyfrog Lilypad at the Mazza Museum in Findlay, Ohio. We will be "book nerds" together for a weekend conference featuring some of our favorite authors and illustrators. Molly Idle, Henry Cole, Matthew Reinhart, and Marc Brown are some of the keynote speakers, and I cannot wait to listen to them share the magic of their artistic process!
This quote was shared at our district's October in-service two weeks ago, and the truth in it literally stopped me in my tracks. My cup has been pretty empty so far this school year, and this reminder has made me realize that I need to refill it ASAP to prevent teacher burnout. This "hamster" has now stepped off of her ever-spinning, ever-doing, ever-helping "wheel" for a bit to re-charge and re-group. Hopefully, the time I take for me will be beneficial to the children I serve and the colleagues I support.
Sometimes self-care involves indulgence in one's favorite things. This treat incorporates two of mine--Snickerdoodle cookies and caramel. I am not a very accomplished baker, but I may attempt this recipe over the Thanksgiving holiday weekend....or maybe I will just buy the ingredients and ask my friend and fellow Basset Hound Mama, Brandi, to make some for me!
As always, thanks so much for stopping by and allowing me to share my stories. May you forever hold a song in your heart and continue to teach your children well!