I’ve had this piece in my Drafts folder for a week now, and have rewritten it at least as many times. It started as factual and sappy, and I’m hoping it settles on enlightening, funny & sincere with only a hint of sap. What caused so much drama in my life that it took me a WEEK to blog about? It was the milestone of my youngest kiddo Aria graduating Preschool. Now pick your butt off the floor and stop laughing! I’m NOT (exactly) mourning the end of preschool. Rather, I’m trying trying to properly honor one of the most underestimated occupations out there: Schoolteachers. Specifically “special education” preschool teachers and Paraprofessionals. Let me ‘splain.
OK gang, I’m going to put a bit of a Public Service Announcement out there. I like to write funny, but there is something that has been happening too much lately, so I please ask you to read this, and pass it on. I’m not a doctor, just an observant, intuitive, “different” person who wants to be understood.
On a personal note to those who know me in real life I offer this blog as an apology since I know I can be all over the place, and you may not always understand why I do things, or where I am coming from. Hopefully this little insight into “different” will help you see where some of us are coming from.
It seems that The Daily Post has a knack for kicking me in the inspirational feels. At first when I saw that the word of the day was ‘breath’, I started singing the stalker anthem: “Every Breath You Take”, by The Police (Sting), but I promise I won’t be analyzing that song. These blogs were supposed to be all funny, but today life got me in the feels…but I’ll do my best to keep it light. I was struggling at figuring what to blog, and then as usual it hit right in the middle of disaster. Continue Reading