“Why are you trying so hard to fit in when you were born to stand out?” ― Ian Wallace We are all guilty of living (sometimes) just a little bit inside the box. Of being conformists. Of following the latest trends, the latest social norms, the current list of do’s and don’ts. But we were …
I am scraping out the innards of a huge spaghetti squash with a spoon. Yellow fibers and white seeds accumulate in a soft pile on my cutting board. I work purposefully- around and around. The more I scrape, the easier I can see the pale yellowish sides of this fleshy melon-shaped gourd. It is cathartic, …
{I have been feeling it all week- like a balloon expanding far past its limit. It pushes on my chest and squeezes my lungs. Stress. Anxiety. Tension. It is eating away at me from the inside out. I was able to hide it at first, putting my game face on to face the world. But …
I had exactly seven minutes. I told Husband to park near the door so we could bolt as soon as I was done shopping, as in the back of my mind I was already planning the second half of the evening. The part where I would get to be a real adult and have conversations …
Ten evidences that I have ‘parented’ in the last twenty-four hours… 10.) Although I picked both daughters up late for Birthday Party # 1 (let’s just say…I am use to seeing the cell phone out and panicked looks on my children’s faces) and then dropped one daughter off at the wrong entrance for Birthday Party …
Mine eyes have seen the glory. And it kind of looks like the splendid months of July and August. Let me be the teacher to say it out loud: summer can’t come fast enough. And not just for the hot, sunny weather, Netflix and Freezies. You know how all you parents out there can’t wait …
We were born for this. This journey, this life adventure. This journey on which we travel in and out of days and weeks and months and years. In and out of seasons. We were born for this quest. Were born for the highs and lows, the twists and turns. The bends. The forks in the …
Teaching. Educating. Leading. Growing. Learning. Inspiring. I was born for this. Was born to this calling. Was born for such a time as this, for such a time as now. For such a time as five days a week, from 9-4. And then, for such a time as even more than boxed-in hours. For late …
There are students at my school that sing to the teachers as we come in the school. This is what they sing: “Welcome to Blooooomfield!!!! Have a nice day! And I cannot help but think that these students have a really great way of looking at life…and a great perspective. And they remind me each …
Thank Goodness, this week is coming to a close. What.a.time. Surviving the past seven days has put into perspective any and all consecutive bad days that I might have written about in the past weeks or months. And I refer to any and all bad days leading up to, but not including, those which occurred …
Hey! Welcome all!!! Glad you are here…at this time and at this place. With me. Sharing my writing and this space called Pursuit of a Joyful Life! I am humbled by your presence. A few words about my writing, my blog and the name of this group. I named my blog “Pursuit of a Joyful …
Okay. Whatever. I am just going to throw in the towel and join the circus. Add to the usual chaos that follows me from home to school to wherever I go, you can add to that list: Dream Crasher. ‘Cause there is one lil’ gal in West Prince who no longer believes in the tooth …