My One Word for 2020

Well, the house is quiet. Just Quinn and I this morning. Last Thursday, I drove Kristin and her BF, and Alli and her fiance (that just happened!) to Atlanta to catch their flights. Then on Tuesday morning, I drove our son, Logan, and his girlfriend of almost seven years, to the Columbus airport. So we…

Alli

"I' won't have a special ribbon when I graduate, will I?" Alli asked. I looked at my youngest, as tears welled up in her eyes. She watched as her older brother reluctantly posed for graduation pictures in the high school cafeteria, a purple ribbon around his neck. My heart broke for her. The year before,…

One Word: Next Step (Asking for your help)

First of all, I want to say thank you. Thank you for your comments. Thank you for your emails. Thank you for the texts. I truly felt community from this post. And that's really what I've always wanted from this blog. I wanted to build an open, honest, supportive community. I shed a few tears…

A Little Hindsight on this December Morning

As a teacher, there were more times than I care to admit that I felt I wasn't enough.  There were times I felt I wasn't making a difference.There were times I questioned why I was even teaching.There were times I just felt less than.You know—not as good as. Like I should be doing more. Like I should be…

To Teach, or Not to Teach?

You know those people who have ALWAYS known they wanted to be a teacher? Yeah...well...I'm not one of them. Oh, I'm not saying I didn't do my fair share of playing school when I was younger. My dolls Lolly, Pixie, and Annabelle frequently joined my stuffed teddy bear Teddy, and sock monkey Charlie, behind shoe…