When I was in high school spring break generally meant that I could spend extra time working on debate without my mom hassling me about getting my math and science done as well. In college it was a time to catch up on school and chores while fitting in some time to hang out with friends who had traveled back to Modesto for break. This year spring break has had an entirely new meaning.
After teaching for eight months this has been the first week where I went more than one day without looking at school. Thanks to being sick I went several days. Laura and I spent the first part of the week catching up on the cleaning that has fallen by the wayside but we also planted a garden, pruned some trees, watched the rain, spent time with my mother, had friends over for games, baked, did taxes, talked with friends and family on the phone, and hiked through a flooded redwood forest.
My "to do" list has been reduced to a much smaller (and mostly not stressful) list but more importantly I had some time this week to be thankful for everything that I have. I get so busy trying to do my best at two jobs that I love (teaching Middle School P.E. and coaching gymnastics) that I often forget about all of the other wonderful things around me. This year has been good. I can confidently say that this last year has been one of the best. I miss my family terribly. I am missing out on my solace's "firsts" (though videos help a bit). But I am whole here. I have meaning and purpose in life. I have a role to play at both of my jobs, in my church, in my community, and at home. This must be what life is about.
