Angels

As I lay here in the midst of insomnia because I slept in until 10am, (thank you teacher holiday) I got the chance to read some new blogs and realized that I had too much to share to be reading, and not typing.

And Janeth told me I had to start writing.

I recently accepted a new teaching position and less than 24 hours later the news broke out about Sandy Hook Elementary. I immediately placed myself in that teachers position, looking at all my kids and desperately trying to hide them and keep them safe.

I pray that I will never be faced with a task like that, but if I do, I hope I can be just as much of a hero. Those survivors start at their new school tomorrow, and I am praying for every single child, family, teacher and worker that has to walk into that new school and carry on. But I think the angels in heaven would want nothing more than to see their friends here on Earth carry on.

This is getting sad, but I promise it isn't my intention.

I just read a blog about a lady who's child's father was killed in Afghanistan in 2005 and she keeps finding pennies in her kids room. She said like 20 a day and she couldn't figure out where they were coming from. She went on to say that she told her friend about the pennies and this friend told her that angels leave pennies.

The mom told her son about it the following night and he said "Oh, I already knew that, Mommy." So now they keep every penny they find in a special place and use it as a constant reminder that his daddy is always watching. WOW. Angels are always among us.  (I bet you don't pass a penny laying on the street again, I know I won't.) Isn't it nice to think that our loved ones still leave us little reminders that were always being watched over?


Speaking of angels, I am INCREDIBLY excited, nervous, terrified, having nightmares, anxious about starting my new job on the 7th. I get a class full of my very own kindergarteners. I am so ready to spend countless hours playing, talking, discovering, worrying, celebrating and laughing with these new kids. It is crazy how attached I got to the class I was student teaching. I really, really began to love each and every one of them like they were my own. Now, I get to start again with a new bunch of toothless children. I hope I never lose the excitement and passion I feel for teaching right now. You can remind me later that I called them angels when I am pulling my hair out complaining about the worst day ever.


My last bit about angels is that angels are yes, always around, but also, they come in very interesting forms.

Maybe its a friend, a neighbor, a sibling or someone you only had for a short time in your life... but my most current, and favorite angel is a little different than that...

This is so cheesy, but my angel is a little 4.6 7lb chihuahua named Bogie.

This little mouse face is seriously a blessing in a miniature disguise. No one is as excited to see me every time I walk in the door (even if I just walked out to get the mail) and no one is my other half or quarter quite like my little dog.

If I want to take a nap, he's there... already snuggled up in the blankets.
I am not a morning person, and he sleeps in as long as I do. Sometimes even longer.
If I am eating a snack, he's sharing it with me.
And he always pretends to take interest in whatever I have to say.

He can brighten up anyones day with his silly little personality or make you feel better by snuggling with you in a blanket.

I was inspired to write about him because as I was reading the blogs in bed, I looked over and he was laying on my pillow right beside me, head on the pillow next to mine, laying on his back like a human.

I swear we're best friends.



Anyway, I am back. Get ready for a ton of new stories that will be horrifying to me and hilarious to you.



Pick up a penny, it may have been placed there just for you.