I went on my first big adventure recently and it really opened my eyes to the world out there. I finally got to see something different than what I’m used to in the Western World. I got to go out there and create my own journey, sustaining myself in new lifestyle within a foreign atmosphere. I can go on forever about what I’ve learned and what I have accomplished. I could go on for ages about people I’ve met, places I’ve seen, food I’ve eaten and experiences I’ve had. However, one of the biggest and most important things that I took away from my travels was the impeccable amount of positivity that you emanate and receive. Everyone you meet is full of optimism and feel good vibes. You connect with people on so many levels, finding things in common and bonding over similar interests and experiences. You learn so much from others, gaining knowledge of things you may have never learned on your own. This all entices you to go meet more people and learn more from them and tell you own stories and share your knowledge. You undeniably embrace the positivity around you and it reflects back in all directions. It is honestly the best thing out there and enlightens your life and connections with people every single day.

We have made a million miles with our friendship. Dare I say we met almost 30 years ago! Over the years we have had so many ridiculous adventures, ringette, baseball, soccer and everything in between! We took fun to whole different level in our early 20’s! Now that we have eased into our families and have experienced growing pains she is always the first call I make when I need an ear to bend. Our weekly camping trip is a tradition that I hope our grandchildren will enjoy in the future. She is undoubtedly one of my very dearest of friends. Together we cry, laugh, discuss, debrief our lives, usually in very animated ways. I am so glad that we have found each other, my lobster.

Today I will post about a student that has sadly left my classroom this week. Dillon probably doesn’t know how much he brought to my day or our classroom. In meeting Dillon I was able to meet his foster dad Randy, who is one of the most structured and loving parents that Dillon has ever encountered. A firm hand goes a far way. At times when Dillon was sometimes lead astray he would be reigned in again by his dad. He struggled with math, but excelled @ being a respectful young man. I’m sure sad to see him go… I pray that he makes good decisions so that he can have a good life.