Whenever I type 'really' in my writing, I delete it.
Daily Musings 65 “really”
Whenever I type 'really' in my writing, I delete it.
I spent the day in bed, absolutely uninterrupted. I haven’t had an uninterrupted day to myself in years. Not since having my little guy. So today was kind of a big deal for me.
Rest. Reflect. Rejuvenate.
’m going to continue to put forth every effort in ensuring my kids learn and love learning. But my work ends when I leave that school building. Teaching consumes me. It’s hard for me to separate it from other areas of my life. It’s draining mentally, physically and emotionally and in so many ways, it’s impossible. But I love it. And I love my kids. But when I get home, every part of me needs to be for my little guy. And after he goes to sleep, every part of me needs to be for me.
We’re not living in the easiest of times. Be gentle with yourself and others.
Every time I type literally in my writing, I think of my mother and erase it.
At 38 years old, I’ve lived most of the last 20 years with my security blanket aka my mom.
Do not underestimate the quiet energy it takes to create something out of nothing.
Three more teachers have been deployed to virtual school and their classes have been collapsed. Mine was one of them. Again, I mourn.
Change. Expect it.