first week of school...

"Imagination is more important than knowledge." --Albert Einstein

first week of school has passed successfully. i am enjoying my job and co-workers, and excited about the possibilities of getting a "promotion" within my team. as silly as it sounds to some, i go into the empty classroom where a new class will be placed once hiring has been done. i look around and imagine myself in there as the teacher. i imagine where my desk will be, where the children will sit, and how my room will be decorated and arranged. i visualize the children coming in and learning and having wonderful, successful days.

as much as i want to have my own classroom, i still can't help but miss spending time with my little one. in less than 2 short weeks, he will be turning 2. so i have decided that saturday is now my favorite day of the week because we can hang out and snuggle all day if we want to! he's growing so quickly and i don't want his childhood to flash before my eyes and wake up tomorrow with him in high school. (it feels like that's what happened with my oldest...now a sophomore in high school.) i know all too well that these days are quickly going to be gone, so the pauses for snuggles, the handprints on the tv, and even the marker "art" on the walls are all highlights of the time we have while he is still little.

i am happy, at peace and have amazing hope for the future. life is good. i am blessed with so many things of which i am grateful, and i am enjoying living in abundance. "i know the plans i have for you...plans to give you a hope and a future..." i can only imagine!!!

invictus...

Invictus

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

William Ernest Henley

just watched the movie invictus tonight with the family, it was really good. the poem stood out in my mind and i wanted to read it in it's entirety. it's amazing how it speaks to those going through tough times, and how we can come out of it unscathed if we so choose...a good reminder when thinking about things we've gone through and thinking about all of those close to us who are going through things. so many people i know are dealing with losing loved ones, cancer, and other horrible things...but we can all come through it unafraid, unbowed and unconquerable...if we so choose to be the master of our fate and captain of our own souls. it all goes back to "what a man thinks, so is he"...we can choose how we will deal with what life throws our way. will we be defeated or victorious?