I have read many of the slices each week on Two Writing Teachers and have been thinking for a while that I would like to try to document the "stuff" of my days. It's important because I have two strong reasons for wanting this record of my life.
I lost my mom when I was twenty two. I knew the inevitable was going to happen after she was diagnosed with stage four colon cancer when I was a sophomore in college. My mother was a strong, determined woman. She lived to see me graduate with a degree in middle school education. I believe she "willed" herself to stay alive until she was sure that I was out of school with a job and a means of supporting myself and could take care of myself. I graduated in May and she passed away in October. I have very little left that celebrates my mom's life. My memories of her have gradually become hazy. I do not want my boys to wake up one day after I am gone just to realize they have nothing left of the life of their mom.
So I am accepting this challenge to write about my days, my calling as a Language Arts teacher in the community where I grew up, my wonderful family, and the essence of who I am as a person. I look forward to the difficulty as well the amazingly positive side of opening myself to this supportive community of wonderful people (and I know you are wonderful people because I've been reading your blogs). A challenge of saying something worthy of being read by others, but most importantly for me, a challenge to believe that I have something worth saying.
Happy Birthday to me!
