handwritten on May 11, 2019
The day today was absolutely perfect. So perfect that those blue skies held an extra whimsy in them today. Soccer practice was brilliant and full of scrimmages and piggy back rides. One of the kiddos on my back explained with triumph, "You feel like a new person when you are taller." The world requires you to have a new heightened perspective every day. Like you are on a piggy back ride of a lifetime.
In fact...everyone felt taller today. Taller becuase of the sun. Taller because that sun makes you believe. Taller because sometimes even when the colors around you are enhanced, you feel equally as enhanced like that green grass and blue skies are growing right inside your heart.
As I came...
handwritten on May 10, 2019
I think for those who truly spend their time multiplying love and putting the shoes of another before their own, have a difficult time explaining just exactly what they do. For me, I realized at the end of today, that if someone were to come in and ask me what I did today, I would truly be unable to tell them. What did I do? I wouldn't know where to begin. I came in and ran to the copier and the copier had "low black toner." So I ran up to the computer lab and that copier was out of paper. I ran down to the office and grabbed a stack of white paper to be inserted in the upstairs printer. I printed and then decided to lay out all the Mother's Day projects on the ground so that when the kids...
handwritten on May 9, 2019
Today was our in-school orchestra concert. Two of our elementary schools go on tour for the day and get to play at both our school as well as a second elementary school. We all huddled together on the gym floor, anxious to hear the performance as we currently have a new orchestra teacher who arrived in December as our permanent sub for the Spring. From his interactions with the students, it is easy to see he is dedicated and passionate and loving towards everyone. He has a strong passion to change the world and to change student lives through music. This is abundantly apparent in the spring in his step as he walks down the hallway to his smiles and vibrant voice as he is teaching a lesson...
handwritten on May 8, 2019
My mother used to sing me this song "There is a hole in the bucket dear Liza dear Liza...So fix it dear Henry dear Henry."
"With what should I fix it, dear Liza, dear Liza,With what should I fix it, dear Liza, with what?
With straw, dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry,With straw, dear Henry, dear Henry, with straw."
Long story short, poor Henry could not fix the hole with anything and Liza was not happy. But she still tried everything she possibly could to mend that hole. But to me, this song contains some important words of wisdom and some whimsy, too. Because you have to think, that hole probably would not have been there in the first place if Dear Liza and Dear Henry had not used that...
handwritten on May 7, 2019
Sometimes there are encounters that make you realize again just how lucky you are if you can get out of bed without taking twenty pills, put on your clothes by yourself, eat what you want, exercise when you wish and begin the morning with coffee because your body allows you to do so. Because at this moment, there is whimsy in realizing you are healthy and free and not everyone has this luxury.
Well I was metaphorically runnin' from 4:00 this morning to 6:00 this morning. And it was not the kind of pleasant running that takes place under the blue skies with tennis shoes and dream-filled pavement. This was the kind of runnin' where your body rejects literally everything you ate the night...
