Taking a moment today to meditate on thankfulness, and also
appreciating publicly just some of the countless ways in which I am blessed:
My children. The work of being a parent is different from anything I could have prepared for. I'm amazed at how my girls have been active contributors to my own learning of how to be the kind of parent they've needed me to be. They are each very different people, but they are each and in their own way just what I've needed to grow well into the role. Without the gifts (and challenges) of their own distinct selves, the rough edges of my parenting style could never have been softened like they needed to.
My school. Over my almost 20 years of teaching, I have become ever more convinced that my place in the vast universe that is the education system is in the tiny corner that includes small, alternative, community-focused, individualized schools like Compass. It is a difficult place to exist, for it is a sparsely populated and oft disrespected region, but for the students who need it there is no place more important. I am grateful every day for the existence of schools like Compass, and for all that I am learning about how to serve those schools and their students well.