Finding Krissi

I saw this quote the other day and had to smile. It has been interesting finishing school at my age. I have had this feeling more than once that I am a little old, and finishing school is something I should have done a long time ago. Usually I remind myself that we all have our own paths to take in life. My path had me marry at 19 and become the mother of four beautiful rug rats by 27. Marriage and children defined me more than anything. I became more aware of my talents and abilities. I really didn't know who I was before I became a wife and mother. Waiting until now to finish my degree gave me time to figure out who I am. Well, at least to have a better idea of who I am. I love being in a classroom, I love learning, and I love helping others learn. My inner nerd does little happy dances every time I learn something new. Each person on this planet has their own God given talents. We have a responsibility to find our talents and to make the world a better place. How old you are wh...

We are down to the last nine days of school. The kids can hardly wait as each day it gets a little bit harder to get them up and moving. I am down to my final eight classes in school. I just finished my first methods class and it kicked my can. Literally, by the time the class finished I was down and out with a nasty little virus. Probably a combination of class and the end of the year craziness. In the last month all of the kids activities have piled up like a snowy highway. One activity on top of another. What seemed manageable before May became insanity. Here is a quick run down of all that has been going on. H.'s current schedule includes baseball, soccer, and cub scouts. My, take life so seriously, little man wants his whole cub scout book done. Slowing him down is a little like slowing down Superman. Speaking of Superman anyone have any kryptonite I can borrow. Thankfully, soccer ended on Saturday. Although I have to admit I love watching the kid play. He puts a smile o...

Hi Ho Hi Ho it is off to the Gym I go! Three and half hours until my classroom is FULL of students. 4:47am I'm a little nervous. 4:48 am That's a lie I'm A LOT nervous. 4:48 am Nothing like a kick of endorphins to smooth over the nerves 6:00 am Yikes, the nerves are back! I got this. I got this! I got this! 8:00 am Do you know how much my kid rocks! H. Is changing schools and coming with me to work and he has such a good attitude about it. I'm a lucky girl totally blessed! 8:05am My students are coming in wish me luck! 8:15 am Wow!! 9:30 am Yikes!! 12:00 pm Survived! 3:00 pm Tired! 8:00 pm

I think that I am perfectly normal to have days where I feel picked on. Days where in the grand scheme of life I somehow was overlooked.  I believe that we all have moments like these.  However, what I find completely ironic is that these moments seem so much more dramatic and painful than everyday reality. The everyday reality is that most of us are blessed far and beyond what we choose to recognize. Why the human in us chooses to more fully recognize our challenges verses our blessings puzzles me. There must be some inner mechanism that strives for more. When that more is not fully recognized we find life unfair, unjust, and just down right right rotten. Why? In my own effort to more fully recognize how incredibly blessed my life is I have decided to go on a 24 hour fast from recognizing my challenges. Instead I plan on feasting on everyone of my blessings. For the next 24 hours in a small way I will recognize each of those blessings. 4:45 am, I get to sleep in...