Topic: What are you in love with? and why?
Oh the thoughts that go through our heads: we look for a hidden meaning, a good laugh, and opportunity to relate to someone. So where do I go—I think I’m in love with life. I love the life that God has given me. It’s totally unlike what he gave anyone else. It’s just me. I love being around people. I love meeting new people. I love when a plan comes together. I love when someone lets me know they like being around me. I love getting to know students and peers as friends: when we go deeper that just a greeting and we start to talk about things that make us happy and unhappy. I love when kids I’ve had before come up to me and want a hug, or see me in a store and tell me what they are doing in their life or show me a new baby. I love when they talk to me and remember what they did in my class—even if I can’t remember their names. I love to travel. I love to see new places and do new things. I love exploring streets and avenues that have unfamiliar names or buildings. I love to learn. I really love when I learn something new. I know we look for that “aha” on kids’ faces, and I love that, but I love even more when I feel it on my face. I love God. I love my family, my daughter, my son, his fiancée, my sister, my ancient cat and my grumpy old dog. I love trying new things. I love to eat out and try foods that are new or revisit tastes that are unique to places. I love being. I know life isn’t perfect and there are trials, tribulations, and difficulties, but I love when the solution becomes visible. I, like Paul in the Bible, have learned to be content in whatever circumstances I may find myself. I love feeling happy. I love laughter. Laughter is so much a part of my life. I love to make people laugh and love to feel the joy and the release of a good belly laugh or uncontrollable laughter that makes me cry.
