This is reposted from my school blog where I am participating in a month-long blogging challenge to write a small, slice-of-life story each day throughout the month of March. This is the fourth time I’ve taken on the challenge, though last year I struggle to keep up.
When March rolled around, I thought about writing from this blog, but decided to keep it consistent and use the one I’ve used for all past challenges. But, I might, from time to time, repost something here. Because more often than not, I find myself writing about my family, I’m sure much to the chagrin of my students.
Perhaps, when I return to the classroom in the fall, I will try to structure it differently – professional and personal, school blog and personal blog. But then again, perhaps not. Because writing is writing and we are all inspired by so many different things. So, for now…here’s a little slice from yesterday…
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Today, we’re resting and recovering in hopes of returning to full health for the week ahead. I realize how rarely these days tend to come around, and how we might fare better if we took these days more often while healthy, instead of only after days of sickness. Soft blankets surround snuggled bodies on comfortable couches. Laughter and light fill the living room where we have played, talked, watched, and read throughout the morning.
With our encouragement, the kids headed upstairs to play in Seneca’s room. We could hear them playing and were suspicious of the enthusiasm with which they bounded down the stairs, and their warnings to stay out of the kitchen. A few minutes later and the whispered clanking we’d heard all made sense.
Excitedly, they presented me with the snack they’d prepared – Chicken in a Biskit crackers with Nutella, and cold coffee with creamer.
If you’d have told me ten years ago that such a snack could have warmed my heart, I might have agreed to be polite. But I realize now that it’s not about the snack at all, but the motivation of kindness that brings joy to my soul.