A Random Thursday in May

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I am an "accidental blogger". When I launched my writing career in March of 2014, one of the things that I decided to include was my journaling, which I have always found to be a comforting and therapeutic endeavor. It was a big risk to open myself up in such a public forum, but it has taught me that, for the most part, we share far more experiences than we think. It's comforting to know I'm not alone! (*the "Button Text" is the link to my first novel)

A Random Thursday in May

5/19/2016

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Recycled Glass Bottles, Image from Pinterest.com

Things I've Learned So Far Today:

Being shushed by a seven-year-old is cute the first time...but by the fifth, not so much.
Having an iphone is extremely handy to incorporate technology with students, especially if you don't have your own classroom or access to a school laptop!
Glass is made of sand, limestone, coal ash, and cullet.
I can change my mind at least twelve times between 7 am and 2 pm about what I want for dinner (well, okay, I kind of knew this one).
There are at least forty shades of blue nail polish, which is WAY too many choices for me!
Doing a job you love, with people you love, makes the day go by super duper fast!
Drivers who completely ignore the posted speed limit annoy me a lot.
Getting sweet, mushy texts never gets old.
Sometimes I cry at really goofy things (...like the ending of the book by Chris Van Allsburg called Just A Dream, where a jerky little boy, who litters, doesn't recycle, is rude and only cares about himself changes his tune after he's shown the future and what will happen to the world if nobody bothers to take care of the Earth).
Old songs that I really like and haven't heard in a long time make my half-hour drive home very lovely.

I woke up this morning with my mind still caught on the remnants of the strange dream I was having. Bits and pieces of that dream have stuck with me all day, but not the details, so much as the feeling of knowing something with my whole heart and soul, something important that I can't quite remember. The things above that I've learned so far today have helped distract me from driving myself crazy trying to make sense of a dream that probably is never going to make even a lick of sense. While I find that truth to be more than marginally irritating, I am consoled by the fact that clearly my day has not been wasted (...and there is more left to learn, as we're just over halfway through)! The frosting on the first half cupcake of a day was the student who hugged me tight before I left, saying, "I'll miss you tomorrow." That, alone, was worth getting out of bed for!

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About The Author

I grew up in rural North Carolina. When I was only nineteen, I moved away and became a military wife. My only aspiration at that tender time in my life was to create an adult life that "fixed" all of the "injustices" of my childhood. Secretly, however, I wanted to reach for the sky! I wanted to be a writer and find ways to "save the world" (my mother used to say, "You have Save the World Syndrome".). Mostly, I wanted to matter.

Since then, I have learned to reach well beyond what I ever dared to think was possible. I've learned not to allow fear to stop me from whatever future I want to create!

What keeps me grounded? My Tribe! What provides the wind beneath my wings? A well of reserves filled with unstoppable passion!

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