It’s a beautiful holiday weekend. Mom’s house is cleaned out and she is happy in her apartment. Finally, I am seriously working on my coursework for my final semester in the teaching internship.
I’m just thinking about how much I love teaching. Sometimes I regret not becoming a teacher years ago. This is my third year in the classroom and my best thus far. I am so much more organized. I am simply grateful for the ability to walk in my purpose.
While it is great to have Labor Day off, I am constantly thinking about my students and looking forward to returning to the classroom on Tuesday.
