So, I believe in this thing called Karma. You get what you give, right. In everything. In relationships as brief as the driver of the car next to you on the interstate, to the most important, life-impacting ones in your life; family. Family is who you choice to spend your time with. Family is more than blood ties. Family is devotion. Family means having the same kind of crazy.
I’ve learned one very important thing from my grandparents and that is to build families. They had her Caughlin Ranch family, their church family, then each they had their Girl Scouts and City Hall families. They were so passionate about everything. They truly did everything they could to love what they did.
My heart has always been with children. My heart has always been with those who aren’t understood. Likely because I was not (and still often am not) understood. I’ve always known I belonged in a classroom. And I think I’ve finally found my place. A place where I can TRULY make a difference in someone’s life. A place where I will be around a work FAMILY that share the same PASSIONS and feel the same societal responsibilities as I feel. There’s so much to learn. There’s so much to see. There’s so much to explore, so many possibilities!!! (Kinda sounds like a song lyric, lol!) But best of all, my crazy doesn’t feel so crazy. It makes sense.