To be Remembered as Your Preschool Teacher

Sometimes I wonder how much of a difference I’m making in the lives of the preschoolers I teach. I wonder why I’m throwing so much of myself into this.

I know I’m there to demonstrate love, first, to nurture and teach them their ABC’s, bend down and coach them on how to write their first name, and give them room to explore and play like tiny civil humans. I know I do so much more than that, too. Like… give them tips on pencil-holding, nose-blowing, turn-taking, Bible verse-remembering, and germ-containing.

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God winked at me again last night…let me know i’m loved. i called my sister, charity to just say hi, & next thing i know, 40 minutes go by. i’m laughing, crying, listening, pouring my heart out…it was the closest thing to a hug over 2k mi. apart. we must be a couple of elastigirls!

my sister is 34. beautiful inside & out. i used to steal her clothes out of her closet when she slept in. that was our biggest fight-fuel. in 6th grade, she called me ‘raccoon’ because my eyes had dark circles. in 7th grade she’d push me away from her in the car, saying stuff like, “start using deodorant!” she & michele smith would dance on the bed to cindy lauper & madonna & tell me to get out. she told her friends that i peed in the snow up by byrom elemenary, & would start off by asking, “did you hear about the ‘yellow snow’ story?” she humiliated me, i infuriated her & yet i think there was a part of us that always wanted to be like the other.

now… she is {to name a few characteristics} a dedicated wife, adoring mommy of 2, business-savvy, artistic, stylish, saved & sassy woman… & happy to say – my close friend. my heart breaks for those who don’t have that blessing of calling their sister a close friend. she is 34 ~ a very different person now, inside & out, & (did i mention?) more beautiful than ever.

∞ photos my dad took of us at about 5 & 7 ∞