This post is going to be long-winded. Please bear with me. I’ve got lots to tell you and I realize that I haven’t blogged anything very personal in a while.
I am still unemployed. I decided a few weeks back to take advantage of this opportunity and pursue a new career. I am planning on going back to school in the fall, and will be getting my teaching degree. I wanted to be a teacher ever since I was a little girl. I got a full-time job with the University of Miami when I turned 18, and tuition remission covered my college education, but because of my part time student status there were a few degrees I could not pursue. Teaching was one of them. I couldn’t do it at the time, but the time has come to follow my dream and I’ll be on that road for the next few months. In the meantime, I have pursued my substitute certificate, and am almost done with that. I’m a bit scared, but so excited about this.
Today was the last day of school. Brandon has successfully been promoted to 5th grade, and Matty thrived in Kindergarten and is ready for 1st. Matty is reading and writing like a champ! I get a little sad every time I see him reading “in his mind”, he’s just not a baby anymore.
We surprised them with an end-of-school trip to Disney this past weekend, as our seasonal passes are about to black out for the summer. It was hot, but so fun, and we got to spend some QT with our friends from Pereiraville (who once again let us crash at their place). The only setback to the trip was the Eric got sick with fever on Sunday, and decided to share with me. I was sick for three days this week.
My family experienced a great loss a little less than two weeks ago when my great-aunt Happy (her given name was Olga, but everyone called her Happy, a name I gave her when I was a toddler) passed away. We were expecting her to pass as she had been ill for a while, but it still hurts to the core to lose a loved one. This post by my uncle, her Godson, perfectly exemplifies the kind of person she was. She didn’t have any children, but she had dozens of nieces and nephews and younger cousins that loved her dearly. My heart aches not only because of this loss, but because it’s a bitter reminder that our older generation doesn’t have much time left with us, and we have to make every day count. And that’s part of the reason why we decided to take off to Disney last weekend. Someday the memories are all our kids will have left of their childhood, and I want them to remember the fun, crazy things mommy and daddy would do just to see them smile.