We are Chiawana

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.