Since the beginning of the school year, I’ve noticed a pattern in my thinking. This is not generally to person I am, but I do feel confident in the contributing factors to these behaviors is related to Covid-19 and what teaching has become nearly the past two years.
This year marks the 14th year working as a Developmental Preschool Special Education Teacher. Over the years, I’ve experienced and learned many thing about myself, more than I could have ever imagined!
I’ve developed a greater awareness and appreciation for both the children and families of children experiencing disabilities and/or delays. My heart has been softened. I’ve become more compassionate. Mini-milestones are big celebrations in these preschoolers lives and I’ve learned the importance of advocating for them and their needs!
I love what I do!
I know the difference I make in their lives!
I love seeing the A-ha! Moments, when the lightbulbs go on.
I love the love, the innocence, simplicity and complexity of each and every one. Every child a puzzle, trying to figure out, support, advance, achieve.
I love who I have become!
I love how every child, every family has inspired, shaped, molded me in some way.
There have been so many memorable moments.
There have been hardships and frustrations.
There have been people in my life who are hard to forget.
There have been those who I want to forget too.
I am human.
I am not a machine.
I have feelings.
I have emotions.
There are only so many things one can take.
I’ve learned some great coping skills.
I’ve learned to be more mindful of my thoughts.
I’ve learned the importance of focusing on the good.
I’ve learned I need to put myself first, take care of my needs so I don’t become sick and suffer.
In silence, I sometimes am. Not sharing every intimate moment of what I am going through.
On Monday, I ask, “Is it Friday yet?”
Are we to the end of First Quarter?
Is it Christmas Break?
Valentines?
Spring break?
Are we almost there?
Is it May?
This has been my reality.
This has been my world
A woman.
A wife.
A mother.
A teacher.
And now a grandmother too.
Trying to find balance.
Working on finding my sense of self.
Identity.
Me.
Who I am.
What matters most.
My Zen.
This too, shall pass.
These feelings.
This mindset.
Temporary.
Set my mind on Him.
Be reminded.
A child.
How beautiful I am.
Created for these days.
Created for these times.
Withstand the test.
Uphold integrity.
Like waves on the ocean.
Ebbs.
Flows.
Human.
I am.
Real.
Personable.
Kind.
Compassionate.
Empathic.
For sure.
An ounce of compassion will go a long way.
Be patient.
Be gentle.
Be kind.
To one another.
To oneself.
The battle.
The struggle.
You and I.
We do feel.
Keep going.
Persevere.
We’ll get through this together.
Another school year.
Published by juliearahm
Hello and welcome,
I am so glad we have crossed paths!
It’s no accident you are here!
Thank you so much for taking the time to stop by, notice and read.
As a wife, mother, grandmother, teacher (and so much more), I see the world through my lens. From the way I was raised, to every experience, moment, and circumstance in life, has shaped the way I think and see the world.
For several years now, I have been walking more closely with God, getting to know Him, how He speaks to me and through me. He has given me the ability to write, a way to express how I am feeling and what I am going through. This has been a beautiful, crazy kind of journey where much healing is taking place. A time where I need to offer myself up some grace and appreciate the hard work, dedication, and commitment to creating a better version of myself.
I am learning how to work through and release old trauma, healing, shedding old layers of myself, accepting and embracing my true and authentic self. Getting to know the new me has been quite foreign, especially when the old wants to cling to what is familiar, old habits and mindsets.
Writing has been my saving grace (and photography is right up there too). An outlet, a way to release, a way to pause, reflect and see there is more than what my mind is leading me to believe. God’s word, His voice is there. When I keep Him first, above all things, I’ve realized things work out for my greater good, my higher purpose.
I hope you enjoy and find words of wisdom you can relate to!
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