I deleted all my social media. Is blogging social media? I dunno. I do know I've had a nagging sense to resume journaling. I reread my old posts tonight like some kind of reluctant voyeur. This makes sense since I'm also rather reluctant to write as well. Writing lays it right on out there where you can see yourself and feel really stupid denying what's there or chagrined at acknowledging all the messy parts. There's probably good parts to it as well, but I'm not clear on the metrics for what makes it good. Time has taught me the definition can shift. It's been 10 years since I left a 22 year marriage. I've blinked and now I'm 9 years into my second.
I officially have a job next year on this campus. I just came back from signing the contract. It's a be careful what you wish for situation. THIS IS A HARD JOB. This is the hardest job I have ever had. Which sort of fits the whole take it up the ass, do everything the hard way, roll snake eyes everytime kind of year I had last year. meh sokay. I'm a junior high school teacher by trade, looks like I am going to second grade. Ever play whack-a-mole at Chuck E. Cheese? It's like that only louder, less organized and sometimes the moles throw stuff at you, question your birth legitimacy and play with lighters in the bathroom. I teach in the 'hood. I don't mean that disparagingly. Our community has many socio-economically disadvantaged kiddos. I like a lot of aspects about that. It feels like it is where I am supposed to be. Did I mention it is a really hard job? Good. Because it is. These seven and eight year olds could bring a Marine to ...
Divorce seems to be the operative word for this blog lately, but there is so much more to my life than just being swallowed whole by a growing-uglie-every-day divorce. I have been blessedly busy with just the day to day routine of breathing in and out and raising four kids. I've been single parenting since April and separated since December. Here's a quick run down of my kids and a day in our life... I have four great kids. Oldest is a sophomore this year and a star CC and track athlete, ROTC student of merit and solid pre-AP student. He is protective and slightly angry at what his father is doing, but also tenderhearted and hilarious. Second is quieter, industrious and also very tenderhearted. He has a longer memory and holds a grudge when he feels he or his have been slighted. When we home-schooled, Second was known as the Informer. If something went awry on the playground we could always get the fair skinny on what went down. He is also a gifted academic, well-liked b...
Thinking of you and your family, hoping you are all safe.
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