handwritten on June 17, 2020
Sometimes..every so often
we have the opportunity to reflect on what has been
the places we have gone
the moments of laughter and love
and we realize we wouldn't be who we are
without that one shining source of inspiration and light
the one that held your hand through kindergarten
that helped you shut your locker with a bright orange cast
that shares the same values and sentiments
and unlike others
you've never had to walk a single life event
alone
and that's what it is like to be a twin
twice the memories
twice the blessings
twice the joys but also heartaches
twice the miracles
happy birthday
to my better half
handwritten on June 5, 2020
What happened at the end of this school is just heartbreaking for just about everyone. It's not the ending we would have hoped for, it's not what anyone wanted and for some-and ending was never even really an option. When the world stopped...so did school. I count my lucky stars I was able to continue this journey with my beautiful students until the end. I am thankful that my school had the resources to pass out computers, to set up a virtual instruction platform online and to be proactive even though our heads were spinning when we received the news we would not be going back. I will absolutely never forget this year for many reasons. It was my fifth year of teaching. It was my largest...
handwritten on May 3, 2020
I've decided that during this time, it is best to not force myself to write but only write when something comes to mind. Because I think the last thing that is needed during this very strange period in time is forcing yourself to have whimsy when in reality-sometimes there just isn't whimsy. And sometimes the days pass by and there truly isn't much clarity either. And so ironically in this seeing 20/20 of 2020, I've actually never felt more internally confused about my emotions, my vocation and so forth. I feel like the year 20/20 may perhaps be the most unclear year to date. But as we all know-life is full of curve balls and so little life-guides here and there are what make life that much...
handwritten on April 25, 2020
Lately my soul has felt like
a bunch of withered plants that lack
color and even liveliness
As if they have been dried out for many months
have lost their ability to talk to one another and say hello
to compliment one another on their beauty
But just today I received some beautiful purples and whites
all hugged against eachother inside a vase
and I start to feel small leaves coming to life inside
a vase that once was lifeless
small bits of life
and bits of purple
began to spring up beneath all the
chaos of the past weeks
and just maybe by the end of Spring
My soul will have sprung again
handwritten on April 20, 2020
It's been a while since I have written anything with meaning. Even when you are inside for the most of the day, it is surprising just how fast the day can pass. I woke up this morning and for the first time it hit me that the "not normal" has actually begun to feel normal. Routines are different but established, and I have completely lost the yearning to go and run and tell another what I am doing becuase I realize that this new normal doesn't include running over to someone's house to physically give them hug. But instead I'm left with a golden ray and a signal of a new day when I open the front door blinds and water the plant and sit or stand next to the counter with my headphones in...
