I went out to celebrate with my brother and sister in law last night as they graciously offered to take me out for dinner. I had gotten soaked in the storm, my flip flop broke and my nail had chipped. I looked REAL good. I should have known something was up when, my almost 3 year old nephew, (the Nugget as most of you know him) fell and cut his lip. There was blood and he was so upset. After checking on him, my brother said, "ok let's you and I go and Katie will meet us there." I was like, "Dude, your kid might need stitches, we aren't going anywhere!" He was all, "YES WE ARE!" As it turned out, Nugget was ok and we all left together. I thought it was odd my brother was so adamant. As we valeted and walked into the restaurant I was none the wiser to what was about to ensue. We walked to the back of the restaurant which, I thought was normal since we had Isaiah with us and they were going to give us some space. But there in the back were 16 of my closest friends, there to celebrate me....organized by my brother and sister in law. I cried because I was confused and then overwhelmed with appreciation and love. The people in the back of that restaurant had seen me through one of the toughest but most rewarding years of my life. When my brother gave a speech I lost it again. Ironically, one of my best friends who couldn't be there, Dolce, organized a dinner next weekend with a bunch or girlfriends as well. Together these 2 groups of people were my support system this past year. I am beyond humbled by the love and support. It means so much to know people understand how important the journey is I have embarked upon.
My heart is full because of you. I wrote this in thanks for you:
Maybe you sent a text on what happen to be a rough day,
" just checking in to see if you're doing ok";
Maybe you called on a Friday night,
Knowing lesson plans were for me all that were in sight;
Maybe at Starbucks you stopped by,
On a Saturday night,just to say hi;
Maybe you raised my name in prayer
At your church, temple or synagogue, I felt you there;
Maybe you sent a care pack w stash
Filled with a pencil sharper we all hoped would last;
Maybe you posted on my wall,
To tell me you're thinking about me, that's all;
I am blessed beyond the my wildest dreams,
with friends and family who support me;
Whatever it was and no matter how small,
I wouldn't be here without you all.
Thank you to everyone near and far who supported, loved and celebrated my journey.
It takes a village to educate our youth and you are part of that village for me.
I may or may not blog over the summer, because, contrary to popular believe, there is MUCH to be done. Once I get my grade level, there is data to pour over, common core to align with des cartes skill strands, unit planning, 3 weeks of professional development and of course - getting my classroom ready!
If you would like to support my classroom, please click the link below or feel free to forward. Thank you so much in advance! And thank you EVERYONE that has lent their continued support! I get every ounce of energy and inspiration from you.
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