Posts Tagged ‘reflection’
Good morning, friends!
Thanks so much for taking the time to add to the conversation yesterday — I LOVE hot topics such as these!
Yesterday I was off work, which means I had the opportunity to tackle a lot of the things I’ve been putting off. One being an appointment with the graduate coordinator from my Master’s program (received masters in January 08). See, I’m starting to get pretty serious about this PhD thing and I’m at the point where I’m evaluating programs, getting materials together, etc.
Anyway, the whole process has really got me thinking on how thankful I am that I have these opportunities for higher education. And with school starting up for many of you over the next few weeks, I thought this would be a good time to reflect on our education experience and give thanks for the opportunities we’ve been fortunate enough to receive. I think it’s easy to forget all of that when we’re cursing our annoying professor or cramming for an exam, but this week, think about all you’ve learned in college or high school and how it’s helped you develop.
See, I’m one of those nerds that has always LOVED school. The thought of shopping for school supplies with my mom still makes me smile – new pencils, shiny folders, bright highlighters - I loved it all (ladies- remember Lisa Frank?!) The theme continued when I went to college and I got more and more excited with each new text book I picked up from the book store (I know, I have issues – like I said, BIG dork!). Anyway, ‘school’ has always held a special place in my heart and I can’t wait to one day work at one! (remember, I want to be a college professor…)
And while we’re on the topic, I’d like to give a big shout out to all the teachers out there (love you, Mom!) who go to work every day with the intent to develop young (or old!) minds. You really have one of the most important jobs on this earth. Thank you.
Miss G, Miss D, Mr. Curtiss, Dr. Sabbath, and Prof. Stashower: thank you for everything, you have no idea how big of a part you played in my life. You are why I one day want to teach.
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Your turn — what teacher or professor would you like to thank, and why?
In observance of the holiday…no blogging today.
Take a moment to think about what Memorial Day is really all about.
Then go outside with your kids, take a walk with your mister or sip some lemonade on the porch.
Nope, no blogging today 
Although it’s a few days early (even though I’m sure all mom’s deserve a few more days of appreciation), today I’m thankful for my mom.
For many of us, our moms have always been there. Loving us unconditionally no matter what idiotic stunts we pull, telling us everything will be OK (even if they aren’t entirely sure if it will be) and being there at the drop of a hat when we need them. They’re the ones we want most when we’re sick and the face we always look for when we do something fantastic.
A mother is a person who seeing there are only four pieces of pie for five people, promptly announces she never did care for pie. ~Tenneva Jordan
The heart of a mother is a deep abyss at the bottom of which you will always find forgiveness. ~Honoré de Balzac
My mom is a neverending song in my heart of comfort, happiness, and being. I may sometimes forget the words but I always remember the tune. ~Graycie Harmon
A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine desert us; when trouble thickens around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts. ~Washington Irving
A daughter is a mother’s gender partner, her closest ally in the family confederacy, an extension of her self. And mothers are their daughters’ role model, their biological and emotional road map, the arbiter of all their relationships. ~Victoria Secunda
One of the very few reasons I had any respect for my mother when I was thirteen was because she would reach into the sink with her bare hands – bare hands – and pick up that lethal gunk and drop it into the garbage. To top that, I saw her reach into the wet garbage bag and fish around in there looking for a lost teaspoon. Bare hands – a kind of mad courage. ~Robert Fulghum
A mother understands what a child does not say. ~ Jewish proverb
Mom, I owe so much of what I am to you and today I am truly thankful…
…because you danced around the room with me to Ann Murry’s Christmas album
because you always told me “all the nos were no”
because you let me cut the feet off of my pajamas
because you took me on adventures and always made me and Justin a priority
because you love Dad so much
because you carted me all over town between dance, karate, play practice, modeling, etc.
because you kept our pantry stocked with diet Snapple
because you helped me write papers that I hadn’t yet started by 1 am and were due by 8 am
because you call me ‘missy girl’
because you let me cry and complain when I got terrible haircuts
because you made me practice my voice tape
because you would call the pizza place, doctor’s office, etc.,etc. when I was too chicken
because you keep me looking fashionable
because you let me drive 6 hours and stay with the Mister every other weekend when I was only a senior in high school (you must of known it was true love)
because you never actually never called the police when I was mouthing off
because you let me be me
because you never tried to hold me back
because you embraced my colorful personality
because you let me sing in the car….always
because you put up with me
because you were (and still are) my biggest fan
because you didn’t freak out when I called you on my first day of college to tell you I was dropping my major
because you’re always the one to break any bad news to dad
because you love the Mister
because you made sure I had the wedding of my dreams
because you share your Burberry and Coach purses with me
because you share your clothes with me
because you don’t kill me when I return those clothes with stains on them
because you are my partner in crime
because you are my best friend
I love you, Mom. Happy (early) Mother’s Day.
Me and Mama
Wedding day
How are you all celebrating Mother’s Day?