Life?

Sitting up out of bed in the middle of the night like I'm running late for my next appointment, my mind is flooded with so much! My thoughts are racing like crazy but it's not a bad thing. I was thinking of Mrs. Twyla Hernandez's post to her students after one of her students was tragically killed in a car accident. 

I was writing this whole thing and I wasn't going to post anything from Mrs. Hernandez's page then I her page is public, she won't mind.

"To all my past, present, and future students: I try my best to teach you what I am licensed to. We joke, we dance and we make it through the year together.

Every year, each and every one of you leave an impact on my life. I get to be a part of the best part of your lives, for this, I am eternally greatful. When you are entrusted to my classroom, it becomes our classroom. A place for you to express and be yourselves. It really is the highlight of my day to see you all grow into whom your to be. I love you all like my own children. Period. 

I'm reminded  tonight of how  myself and millions of educators go through our day, carrying you all with us in our hearts. 

I lost one of you today, and all I can think of is, I hope she knew how amazing she was, and the love we had for her. 

Please know past, current and future students, that you.are.loved. Thank you for ALL you do for (and sometimes to!), us. I love you all.

With the biggest of hugs,

Ms. Hernandez,

Tears roll down my face for so many reasons... I think of my mom telling me that on the day of my car accident she hugged me a little tighter that morning.... was Jordan's mother lucky enough to do the same thing? Did she leave from home or a friend's house?

This is why I find it so hard when people leave mad because you never know when it's going to be the last time to see one another. 

I re-read the post and I thank you Mrs. Hernandez for the permission to cry, I feel like since I was not a teacher I am not allowed to be upset when a student passes, but I am allowed to hurt for my friend, Mrs. Hernandez. Are these tears for Hassan because now that you are "allowed" to cry, could that be one of the reasons?

Love you Mama!

Please pray for Jordan's friends and family!

What's Your Style?

Yesterday I was extremely calm, strangely calm. I did my laundry and even though it was three days later than before (determined by how many pairs of underwear are washed) I did the craziest thing. I emptied my underwear drawer and folded my underwear. I don't think I have ever folded my underwear, I just throw it in the drawer. And the oddest thing is that I didn't just fold them in half and say there ya go, I took my underwear and folded each pair into thirds! What?!? Oh my guys, my brain must be calmer...WHAT is next? Hold on to your britches because soon will be the next exciting story in "The Simple Things."

What's Your Style??

Devine Adventure #2242020

It was only a quick jaunt to the office that morning because snow was coming, but I was blessed beyond measure! I was able to see Rich, Dave, Barbara & Mike, Tiffany & James Wieker, Matthew and John Wylie.

I got so excited when I learned that Tiffany who is 40 years old is 4' 11 and 3/4-- I was 4'11 and 1/2 in high school before my accident so that resonated with me :-).

Matthew is the inventor of the beer from Evergood- Skier Pee, and after all this excitement my brain was already racing and I did have the beginnings of a headache, I still got a full day's wage when John Wylie blessed me with a cup of coffee! I was able to drink it very fast so I could get a refill before the snow covered the sidewalk.

You guys have no idea how much this brightens my day; I'm sitting here crying like a baby. And to think I was researching why my friend cried like a baby but found out what I already knew and have been told I have and that it is pretty common among brain injuries. Although this time, I pretty much think it is because I'm weird!