I once heard, if you write goals down there is a greater chance they will come true, than if you just think about them (paraphrasing). Interestingly enough a few days after my life goals post I will be accomplishing one of them.
Last night, Seth said, "I am about to show you something, don't get too excited." What I saw was a ridiculous price for round trip flights to Hawaii. We partook of the amazing deal and are officially going to Hawaii in October. Hawaii!!!!!!!!
Moral of the story, write your goals down.
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Friday, June 12, 2009
Life Goals
I am here at home, alone, feeling sorry for myself, so I decided to make a list of all the things I want to do before I die.
Buy a house
Have babies
Have a dog
Go to Hawaii
Go to an Oprah Show
Learn to sew
Go to The Price is Right
Have my own car
Go to Australia
Go to AustraliaMonday, June 8, 2009
Friday, June 5, 2009
June 5th
June 5th. First year teaching done. Been looking forward to this date all year. Now it's over.
As soon as we returned to the classroom after the dance festival the tears started falling. As I hugged each child goodbye I couldn't even speak. My heart was breaking 25 times. The parents were crying, even the children were balling. Tyson clung to me until the last minute, his weeping face scrunched up in sadness.
This is what happens. You teach, you love, you are disrespected, you are yelled at, you are exhausted, you are driven crazy, but at the end of the year...you weep. Every year will be the same. Even the kids who drove me to the brink of insanity will be missed. They will not be my kids next year, they will not idolize me as they do now. But, come this fall, I will have 25 new little ones who will drive me crazy and who I will love with my whole heart. I never knew my heart could expand around so many different individuals.
I sit here on June 5th and hope, and pray, I made a difference and they will know, no matter what, that Mrs. Atkisson loved them.
As soon as we returned to the classroom after the dance festival the tears started falling. As I hugged each child goodbye I couldn't even speak. My heart was breaking 25 times. The parents were crying, even the children were balling. Tyson clung to me until the last minute, his weeping face scrunched up in sadness.
This is what happens. You teach, you love, you are disrespected, you are yelled at, you are exhausted, you are driven crazy, but at the end of the year...you weep. Every year will be the same. Even the kids who drove me to the brink of insanity will be missed. They will not be my kids next year, they will not idolize me as they do now. But, come this fall, I will have 25 new little ones who will drive me crazy and who I will love with my whole heart. I never knew my heart could expand around so many different individuals.
I sit here on June 5th and hope, and pray, I made a difference and they will know, no matter what, that Mrs. Atkisson loved them.
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