Monthly Archives: December 2009

Parting Words To 2009: See Ya!

Can I just say that 2009 was the worst year ever for me?

O.K., I will.

2009 was the worst year ever for me.

I say that in the most positive way:  WORST. YEAR. EVER.

And yet, it doesn’t change the fact that life goes on, the sun still rises, I still have to get up each morning and face the day.  So I do, I will.

But a new year brings hope, a chance to start over.  I’m not crazy enough to think just because a new year is starting, things will automatically get better. 

I’m a little crazy, but not THAT crazy.

However, a brand new year can still carry hope.  Sometimes?  Hope is all you have.

I’m not one to make new year’s resolutions (although many years ago I resolved to stop biting my nails and I did!), but I always try to set a few goals.  This year, I will try to find the positive in this life, even when it is hard to see.

Like, even though the husband has been out of work for 6 months, our yard looks great since he has so much extra time to do yard work, sometimes raking leaves AS THEY ARE FALLING.

Yeah, I know it’s a stretch. 

Still, finding the positive is my goal for 2010.  And being kinder.  And a bit more patient.

This kid?  A HUGE positive in my life.

And I don’t even have to look hard to see that.

So, 2009?  Go on, GET OFF MY LAWN, YOU CRAZY YEAR!

Happy New Year to you and everyone you love or care about.

Faith….Hope….Love….Peace.

Christmas Morning

5:47am, folks.  Just….5:47am.
  
That’s a new Christmas morning record at this house.

 

Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night.
 
At least until next Christmas, anyway.

This I Know

A couple of months ago, I started a new job.  I work in the same school but now I work in a special education classroom with children in kindergarten through second grade.  I loved this job from the very first day and I have NEVER loved the first day of any job, even jobs I grew to love eventually.  This is where I belong, where I am meant to be.

I work primarily with a five-year-old in kindergarten who has Down Syndrome.  In all my years of working with kids, he is the most strong-willed kid I have ever met  (and I’ve met a lot of them!)  

One day, when he was being more strong-willed than usual, if that is even possible, the teacher said,  “Sometimes, they make us question our sanity.”

“Oh, no”, I said, “I don’t have to ask.  I already know I’m crazy.”

And then we all just laughed.

We laugh a lot in this new classroom of mine.  I feel like I am home.

Just Playing The Game

Here is the boy, celebrating his victory over his mom in Monopoly.

His very FIRST game of Monopoly.

Yes, on the day that he asked, “Mom, will you teach me to play Monopoly?”, he totally beat me. He landed on one of my silly properties once and I said, “Ha! You owe me $12 rent!”, thinking maybe I had a chance left. The boy said, as he counted out that $12, “Mom. It’s really not that much since I’m basking in all this money.”

Yes, he DID really say that: basking.

Ya know, I think I’m in trouble here.

Send help. Please.