The Life of a Work in Progress

You just thought you knew everything there is to know about me, huh? Let's see....I am a teacher....check....huge Tennessee fan...check....hate raisins...check....a Christian...check...loves music...check...former hitch hiker....check..no wait...what? Ah, so you DON'T know everything about me! Okay, let's start with the latter... 10. I went to Europe the first time as a junior at Lenoir-Rhyne. I was with a family from LR, and then we also traveled with two guys from New York and a girl from Canada. Most of the group went to ski. Me...I tried skiing for 30 minutes and almost did not live to tell about it. So I went sightseeing, and how do you sight see in Europe? Hitch hike!! It was totally safe, and I was always with someone in the group, usually. And I decided it was best not to share this news with my parents until AFTER I returned from Europe! 9. I have a hard time telling my left from my right. I have to stop and think about it almost every time. Ask my husband and

I have had several folks "ask" for me to start blogging again. So, I have succumbed to the pressure of sharing my crazy life with the world again! Today, I have felt more like a counselor than a teacher. I guess both jobs go hand-in-hand as I have found an effective teacher wears many hats: mom, dad, coach, referee, entertainer, comedian, nurse, doctor, custodian, librarian, media specialist, babysitter, and oh yeah, counselor and teacher. Yesterday, one of my kids lost her dad to cancer. She was brave enough to be with him when he left this world. I could never have done that at 15. I could not even look at someone dead at 15, let alone my parent. Then another student, who lost his mom to cancer several years ago, felt responsible for her death because of his bad behavior. Can you imagine carrying around that load all these years? That you felt that you deserved for your mom to die because of your bad behavior? A conversation with another student last week led to church