My mother passed away on December 10, 2009. I needed a way to help myself work through the grieving process. I knew that just writing an occasional entry in a paper journal wouldn't help me deal w/ the myriad of emotions. I've pledged to write in this blog every day for a year to chronicle what I hope will lead from the pain of mourning to the glory of remembrance.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Monday, 02 August 2010 -- Day 225 (238)
Every once in a while I catch glimpses of my old life. Today when driving home from the fast track I'm teaching, I felt almost giddy thinking about how well this first day of class went. Days like today remind me why I became a teacher. Having students who are excited to learn what I have to teach is stimulating. I've had a two-month break from teaching so part of my excitement comes from feeling revitalized. I'm out of shape for teaching eight solid hours so I'm tired, but even through the fatigue I had a moment where I remembered why I do what I do. I teach this same fast track every year, and last year when I taught it I had just returned from a family vacation in Mexico, and Mom was still alive. Just for that moment I felt like I did last year when everything and everyone in my life was in order. Many parts of my world are out of orbit now, but for just one split second I felt whole.
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