It's official. Your children's futures are in my hands, hence my hiatus from blogging. All of my creative brain power has been used up masterminding finely tuned Spanish Lessons until this WONDERFUL 4 day weekend. I have finally found a few moments to update you all on my/our lives (teaching is in no way a one person gig, Dennis is just as invested as I am! Thanks for listening to hours of teacher talk every night sweetheart, love you!)
Well, what can I say? Teaching is everything I hoped it would be and more. I am 100% convinced that I was sent to this earth to be a teacher. I absolutely ADORE it. Now don't get me wrong, I have my moments where I wish I could just sleep in instead of heading out at the crack of dawn, but other than being the exact opposite of a morning person, life is bliss. And now that I'm the actual legitimate teacher, and not just a student teacher or para educator, I have felt this overwhelming need to be in tune with the Holy Ghost. Sorry, but I'm going to get all sappy spiritual on you here for a minute. I have the privilege of working with some really special kids (and by special I mean awesome) who have come from some amazingly heartbreaking situations. And in my short time at the school, many of them have opened up and shared tear-jerking details of their lives. A lot of them are simply looking for a listening ear, while others are desperate for advice. I feel like in my 25 years, I've been through some rough patches, but nothing like what these kids go through everyday, and so I find myself thinking, "What in the world am I going to tell this kid!" I don't know how often I've had to say a prayer in my heart asking for Heavenly Father's guidance on what to say and how to react. I suppose I'm feeling a little of what a parent feels. But for the first time I feel like I need to have the Spirit with me, not just so that I feel all warm and fuzzy inside, but because I absolutely NEED it in order to best serve my little niños! Anyhow, life is great. We are blessed.
