I love the kids in my Great Books class.
I love medieval literature and history.
(I love reading books to first and second graders, too.)
I love sitting with high schoolers during the lunch hour and writing scripts and singing along to a ukelele.
I love the moms at co-op.
I love coffee after school.
|I heart tulips|
I stood on a chair today in front of my class because I didn't have a soapbox, and I
I got teary with a friend who is moving on, how our lives crossed for such a brief time. Was thankful for her ugly honesty, a beautiful truth through refining fire, her vulnerability.
A woman spoke fluently to me in French today, and my head was giddy and glad to hear it. What a delightful surprise.
Another mom and I had what I found to be an unexpected jump into the deep end. I was thankful.
Thankful for the many opportunities to see into real lives, real struggles, real honesty, real friends.