Great story to share. Take your frustrations and find goodness.
Being a first year teacher is hard. To compound things I am, as you know, a mother to two boys. We also just moved to Arizona from Washington and Husband is currently very busy helping his aged father gracefully navigate the state of befuddlement he is rapidly descending into.
Life is very challenging for me right now and if I stop to think about it all, or even focus on just a tiny corner, tears spring to my eyes. I feel I need to work harder, do better at, be better in almost all areas. I am tired and and my mind spent when I get home from teaching everyday. I am struggling to stay one day ahead.
And so on the weekends, I wake up early. I get dressed, laced up my shoes, and tiptoe out the door with Haley, our dog, happily tugging at the leash. Most mornings…
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