It was a full day for me today with second graders. It was wonderful and exhausting all rolled up into one.
Sure, it is t minus 8 days until the last day of school, yet the class I had was always up for a challenge. I twisted multiplication tables every which way and it was intriguing to watch the minds at work. I chuckled to myself when I heard two of them tell a classmate in the other second grade that “Mrs. C. makes the time tables fun.” Go figure.
I am due in tomorrow for a full day with special education students. It is good because I get to figure out the best ways to get the material to them in which they stand a good chance of understanding it.
Kasia can’t wait for the end of school, so Mom can go back to giving her undivided attention. I am looking forward to getting our walks in around bumps in daily humidity so we both can be comfortable. We had been walking a different route once in a while, and I get the chance to add a little more to every walk.
That’s what it has been. Seven hundred and thirty days since I was able to hold my Bestie, my Zush.
Life has gone on without my Zush. Well, not really. I still, especially when quiet, can feel her by my feet, or glance over to her spot on the floor and see her quickly in my mind’s eye. It is a truly bittersweet sensation. I have become a firm believer in the Rainbow bridge, as many of my friends have tried to extend their sympathy in telling me the story of the Rainbow Bridge and me meeting Zush again there again one day. I just pray to God I’ll be able to do that. If I don’t get a chance , well,…I shudder to think about it. Believe it or not, there are times in Church where a hymn is sung and my eyes well up. It reminds me of hearing the same hymn during a time in the later part of Zush’s life, where I prayed to God to keep her with me as long as possible. Feeling her by me, I guess God answered my prayer.
Don’t get me wrong. I love Kasia; truly I do. Zush is still my heart. We have gone through a ton together. She was the best psychologist in town, and she kept all her mother’s secrets. Sometimes, I swear, she’d wink at me to say it was all going to be ok.
So tomorrow, seven hundred and thirty days after she has physically left me, I will spend the day cherishing my buddy’s memory. I will take Kasia for some good walks , spending Mom and Kasia time together, and I know Zush will be with us.
It’s that time of year here in the Garden State. Tomorrow is Primary Election Day.
Jim and I will both be working the polls tomorrow morning: 5:15am is our start time and the polls are open until 8PM. Talk about a really LONG day. New Jersey does this as the Garden State. They make sure that farmers, up with the rooster anyway, get a chance to vote before they start their day.
The ” big” election is 2020, naturally, as that is the presidential election year. Tomorrows’ primary is basically for local and New Jersey state seats and will end up being really slow.
From Philadelphia, where I hail from, former politicians would jokingly say ,” Vote early and often.”
If you are in Jersey, please vote. We’ll be sitting watching paint dry if you don’t…😂😂
Our dietician appointment is a week from tomorrow. We had to move it, because I had a chance to work that day at school. While school is still on, it goes without saying, that I jumped at the chance.
We are still writing our food and carbs down. Jim is going still crazy for variations on menu. Me? Well, I am still losing, albeit slowly. I am trying to eat for the rest of my life, not being hungry, moving and exercising, but hey, I still want to lose slowly.
It is hard now that it’s getting hotter, to enjoy a good walk with Kasia,but I “keep on keeping on.” I am trying to adapt my wardrobe to work with my weight loss. I am so tired of buying smaller clothes and then having to buy larger clothes. I promised myself “No more,”
I have found Breyers’ carb smart fudge bars for 70 calories and 3 carbs. I am looking forward to that, as I sorely miss my ice cream. Embracing salads, especially in the heat, is something I have no trouble with.
Once school is over, I need to get our home ready for visitors. Flowers are planted, as are veggies, I think it’s safe to say that summer has not officially entered from a calendar standpoint, but it is officially here in “Amity”.
I put up this shot of one of this year’s Gerber daisies to brighten my mood.
I worked all day today and don’t have to work tomorrow , as the testing that had been going on at school, and I had been assisting with, is over.
Quite honestly, when they had informed me of that, I was relieved because I sure can appreciate the down time. At the same time, I experienced an ache in my throat that spelled out one thing to me.
School is almost over. Gee.
I have been working for a few years as a class aide, but this was my first term as a substitute teacher. I came to this job thirty years too late. Hah! Actually, I can probably say that this job at almost sixty has been a blessing.
The blessing comes in a number of ways. I have never been more active as I have been this term, an I also have been moving with more of a purpose. It is coincidental that my dietician visits help give me more incentive to knock retirement weight off, but also the students I deal with help. I mean, seriously ? I have never picked up some many pencils off a floor in my life. The great thing about that is my back isn’t talking back to me when I do that. I have to admit that is a pretty good feeling. The satisfaction of having students listen and actually give me positive me feedback, and even questions, was good for my soul. My years of education and the subject matter actually was translatable, and I was glad for that. Between Jim taking me in and me walking home, I am working on getting some muscle tone back that has been sadly missing for a while. I could go on and on.
Most of all, the students are awesome in their own way. As I type this and remember that they will be going on to a new grade with new teachers, maybe some of them will remember their own Mrs. C.
I know I sure won’t forget them. Hey, I read “Good-bye Mr. Chips”. I know what it’s all about.
It’s Memorial Day Weekend, and officially, today is Memorial Day. I always preferred to acknowledge it on the 30th of May, which was the first ” Decoration Day”. Either way, I have taken thought of those who served and still do serve, and thank them for their service. It is hard to want to celebrate this in the Washington Area today, as the American Vice-President is leading the ceremony in Arlington National Cemetery. The “President” of the United States is in Japan, where he gave an award to the winner of a Sumo wrestling competition last night. All I have to say is….wow.
Tomorrow marks the last week of the month, work-wise, and I have school through the rest of the week. It’s hard for me to believe time has gone so quickly and summer vacation is around the corner. Here in “Amity”, our population is bursting at the seams. I will get through the summer, and wait patiently with Kasia, for our quiet time, which is after Labor Day.
Here’s hoping that you honored the Veteran in your life today, and enjoy the start of the summer months.
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