Three things

This weekend I learned three things:

1. My mom (and dad) are saints. I had the opportunity to fill in for mom at home for about 24 hours, from Friday afternoon to Saturday afternoon. I love, love, love my brothers and sisters. They are hilarious and fairly self-reliant and great Friday night football troopers. That being said, my parents are saints.  If you know them, you know I'm right.

2. I don't know what I want.  Jeff and I were able to make it to the costume/pumpkin carving/all-around Halloween party a few friends throw every year around this time.  Every time we get to see his friends from home, I end up wishing that we lived much closer so we could be everyday friends, not just now and then friends. But I am so grateful to live so near my parents in this stage of their lives. And we LOVE our school. And I have a few friends in other cities I want to live nearer to as well. Arghrghgghh.

3. I miss established relationships with students.  I spent three fabulous years in a top-notch school filled with dedicated professionals and ridiculous and wonderful students, and I worked hard to get to know as many of those kiddos as I could. I love my new school and think it is absolutely outstanding. Simultaneously, I am tired and very ready to reach the stage of established, trusting relationships with my new kiddos. Earning trust is a taxing job.

xoxo Bec