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Parent’s Day


Today is Parent’s Day according to my Chick Fil A calendar.  When I saw that, I began to wonder what is Parent’s Day.  So to trusty google I went (How did we live before the Internet?) to find out what Parent’s Day is all about.  Here is what I found:

Many Americans are unaware that our nation has a new day of commemoration called Parents’ Day. This is good news for America’s parents and families.

In 1994 President Bill Clinton signed into law the resolution unanimously adopted by the U. S. Congress establishing the fourth Sunday of every July as Parents’ Day, a perennial day of commemoration similar to Mother’s Day and Father’s Day. According to the Congressional Resolution, Parents’ Day is established for “recognizing, uplifting, and supporting the role of parents in the rearing of children.”

The establishment of Parents’ Day was the result of a bipartisan, multiracial and interfaith coalition of religious, civic and elected leaders who recognized the need to promote responsible parenting in our society and to uplift ideal parental role models, especially for our nation’s children.

Since the creation of this annual day of commemoration, local faith communities, elected officials and activists throughout the nation have creatively launched many activities around the theme of Parents’ Day designed to celebrate and strengthen the traditional, two-parent family.

The National Parents’ Day Council does not envision Parents’ Day to be yet “another” day to honor parents, but rather a day when parents honor their children and the God-centered family ideal by rededicating themselves to manifest the highest standard of unconditional true love.

Courtesy of:   http://www.parentsday.com/#about

 I have been doing quite a bit of reflecting on my parenting.  There are many things I do well according to those who have seen me interact with my child.  But there are also things that I need to improve.  The first priority for me to work on in my life to be better in my child’s life is the ability to relax and have fun.  I have always struggle with this and desired to be the best of everyone.  Not focusing on my own personal best but the best of everyone in the world.  I have begun to see this in my child’s life and realize that not only am I modeling it for but I am demanding it from her without meaning to do it.  So my first thing to work on is to is about focusing on your personal best and having fun not competing about everything.  Let’s see how this goes.
As far as my journey to a half marathon….today I walked 3 miles.




Today at 1pm, Granny, the princess’ 96 year old great-grandmother, left her earthly home. What a wonderful woman she was and she had a love for quilting. Not only will her memory live on in the 2 quilts I have from her, but the princess was also privileged to be given her own quilt when she was 2.  Not looking forward to having to tell the princess when just 4 months ago her Papa Richard passed away.


Go Rest High On That Mountain 
Songwriters: Gill, Vince;

I know your life on earth was troubled
And only you could know the pain
You weren’t afraid to face the Devil
You were no stranger to the rain

Go rest high on that mountain
Son your work on earth is done
Go to Heaven a shoutin’
Love for the Father and the Son

Oh, how we cried the day you left us
We gathered round your grave to grieve
Wish I could see the angels’ faces

When they hear your sweet voice sing

As far as my progress, I enjoyed a 3mile morning walk.

The good, the bad, the tired…


The good:  Due to the holiday I had my bi-weekly weigh in a little early.  In nine days, I lost 1 pound.  Yes ,I am happy about the lost and not a gain but hoped it would be a greater number.  So now I am one pound away from my first short-term goal and a day at the spa.

The bad:  I continued with the 1 minute jog and 1 minute walk intervals today, but lacked the motivational drive I had yesterday.  The first mile 12:01 the second mile 13:06.  The first I am okay with the second I am embarrassed at but at least i did it.

The tired: My body is trying to adjust to new medications, in addition to me working, and trying to enjoy summer.  Anyone who knows me….knows that I am and always have been a burn the candle at both ends person who doesn’t know how to relax.  For the past 3 mornings I have been waking up at 3:30 in the morning unable to fall back asleep.  I am not usually a person who stops during the day, yet alone takes a nap.  But today not only did I take 1 nap but I took 2.  I am still feeling a bit tired but may take advantage and grab a few more naps to catch up on sleep this week.

Bump in the Road


This little heart monitor has been my sidekick for the past three weeks.  We were scheduled to hang out together for another week but plans changed with one little phone call on Monday: “The doctor has reviewed your test strips that have been submitted so far and would like you to come in this week instead of waiting until the 2nd week in July.”

Today was my appointment and the news I received was that the testing strips showed both episodes of early beats and supraventricular tachycardia.  Now this isn’t totally new news to me.  About 8 years ago, I received the initial diagnosis,  I chose at first  treat with medication.  5 years ago I decided to suck it up and have the surgery to what I thought would permanently end the problem.  Guess I thought wrong.

So now I must decide…medicine or surgery.  I have about a month to decide.  During that month, I will be taking the medicines and monitoring their effects.

At this point my thoughts are that I will do the medicine.  i just can’t justify the risk of surgery if not absolutely necessary knowing now that it may not be a permanent solution and I may have to be back on the operating table yet again.

One of the many emotions I felt this time when I received the diagnosis that I didn’t have the first time was the mommy guilt and worry.  Is this a condition that my precious princess will inherit too?

No this isn’t the end of the journey…just a bump that I am working on picking my self up from and brushing myself off so I can continue on.

Plateaus, Pushing on, and Progress


About a week and a half ago, I was DONE!  I was ready to retire my running shoes.  Now by nature, I am not a quitter so I found it difficult to deal with my thoughts of stopping.  I don’t know why I no longer wanted to do it…I was tired, frustrated, overwhelmed and a million other excuses.

It was then that I was reminded of the power of friends and encouragement.  I appreciate those who are there helping me to better myself.

I am happy that over the last 2 weeks i have lost the 2 pounds I gained and an additional 2 pounds.  I have only 2 pounds to go to reach my first goal.  Once I lose those two pounds, I will reward myself with a day at the spa.

Due to Tropical Storm Debby, I did 30 minutes on the elliptical.  I miss my jogs!

Tenderheart, Birthday, and Jog


Although I have witnessed the princess’ tender heart, I am constantly amazed when she displays such care.  Just this weekend she has displayed it twice.  Friday-the last day of school-I received a phone call from her school asking me if had given her $20.  I said, “No,” and went on to ask why.  It seems the princess had given a little girl the day before $20.  After talking with the princess, we found out that she had taken the $20 from her piggy bank to give as a gift to her friend who was having a birthday.  The second example happened this morning.  Today is my dad’s birthday.  As soon as the princess awoke, she hastily gathered a bunch of materials to create the perfect present and wrap it carefully in gold paper.

Here is the gift the princess made.

To celebrate his birthday we went to an Italian restaurant and then spend the afternoon walking a small town.  It was a wonderful time spent with family.

Happy Birthday Dad! Wishes for many more birthdays!

Knowing the day was going to be busy, I hit the park early.  Keeping with the same intervals of 60 seconds jogging and 90 second walking, I finished 1.5 miles in 19:23.

Last day=Tons of Emotions


No I haven’t fallen of the earth…as a teacher the last week of school is insane!!!!!!!!!  There are six post sitting in my dashboard waiting for me to finish and post.  So why did this one get completed?  Because I once was told that writing is cathartic.

I am completing my 10th year of teaching…which means I have had 10 last days of school.  So why does this one seem so much more difficult?  I thought maybe penning some thoughts would help me put things in perspective before heading out the door.

So here are some things I am thinking maybe contributing.

Reason 1 – My precious princess has completed kindergarten.  She is my only child so with the happiness of all her firsts also comes the sadness of all the lasts because their isn’t another child of mine that I will share these experiences.

Reason 2- My precocious young man will be leaving my classroom where after 7 months we have finally created a bond that works for us.  Not only will I miss him but I worry that his 5th grade teacher won’t work hard to create that bond that is so desperately needed.

Reason 3. My new little girl who transferred less than a month ago.  I am her ninth school and she is only in 4th grade.  FULL of energy and needing TONS of attention she stole my heart immediately.  Due to problems in her family she is moving yet again and will be going to yet another school next year for fifth.  Will her teacher understand that she can’t stay in her seat because she wants to be close to a loving adult.  That she talks incessantly because she can hide her fears behind it.  That she is very emotional and can go from cheerfully talking your ear off to needing to be held while tears roll down her cheeks. Because given that I am emotionally driven, I get it!

Reason 4-The fifth graders are leaving. Many of them I have been involved with for 6 years since they started as kindergartners.  As elementary teachers we think of them as our babies and treat them as so, but they are off to middle school where I know the view is different.  They will have a hard time adjusting, but they will make it.  They will bring me such pleasure when they come back to visit.

Reason 5- Maybe it is just because I am a highly emotionally driven individual!

Whatever the reason, I am sure tears will fall(like they have as I have written this), prides will swell, email addresses will be exchanged, and tons of hugs given!

Memorial Day


The American flag does not fly because the wind moves past it… The American flag flies from the last breath of each military member who has died protecting it.

Americans don’t fight because they hate what’s in front of them… They fight because they love what’s behind them……….from http://ed-bonderenka.blogspot.com/

I have always had a great amount of appreciation for out military!  My dad instilled in me at a young age that pride for those men and women who give so that I may have.  Still it becomes so very different when you experience first hand a loss.

August 15, 2005 things changed for me.  I can still remember vividly to this day every detail.  My husband and a friend were in our kitchen measuring for new kitchen counters.  I was about 5 weeks pregnant with the princess and had gotten home from teaching and was folding laundry and cooking dinner.  The house phone rang and on the line was my sister-in-law who through sobs choked out the words that her nephew, Army Specialist Joshua P. Dingler, just 19 years old- had died in Iraq when his HMMWV overturned in a canal. I gasped and the tears began to flow down my cheeks. I told her I would be right over.  After filling in my husband and friends, I headed to her house.

I knew we had a rough road ahead of us and prayed for God’s strength as we were headed to tell her mom.  Her mom knew something was wrong when we all showed up on a week night.  The grief I saw that night will forever live in my mind.  Yes there was a sweet assurance that Joshua was now spending eternity in Heaven but a deep well of grief that he was no longer here and wouldn’t be marrying his high school sweetheart and fulfilling his many dreams.

Having gone through this experience put a different perspective for me on holidays such as Memorial Day, Fourth of July and Independence Day. Yes, I still thoroughly enjoy the time off from work spend with family but I also think back to Josh and the many others who have served or are serving and appreciate them and their families.  As a mom it is my job to make sure the princess knows that it is about soooooooo much more than cooking out and having fun.

After 3 days off, I am off to the park for a sunset jog!



What a great day but extremely exhausting: work, drive across town to get shots, back to work for a performance by my students, fit in my jog/walk, and finish by packing for a weekend away.  While at the doctors I found out I had lost another 5 pounds…just 4 more pounds and I shall reward myself with a day at the spa.

So why the tears tonight?  Not sure…it is one of those weird things that I don’t have anything in particular to cry about but felt I needed a good cry.  So while folding laundry I indulged and it felt good to have such sweet release.

Tonight stayed with the same intervals of 1 minute jog and 1:30 walking for the first 1.5 miles with a time of 21:22 and then walked the remaining 1.5 miles.  It looked as if a rainstorm was rolling in with thunder and lightening all around and hoped it would rain because I love walking in the rain but it never came.

Call me crazy…


What a wonderful day with my students!  Today we had an extra practice for their performance.  All of the 4th grade classes loaded into the cafeteria where the singing and dancing began.  My kids enjoyed watching me bust out my famous dance moves and listening to  belt out “I put my hands up in the air sometimes…”

Looking back on the day, the end of the year sadness began to creep in.  Each year I forget the emotions that flood my soul at the end of the year.  Call me crazy…but I am going to miss my babies(students).  The end of the year is also very emotional for many of my students as we are their stability.

My greatest joy is when my students come back after leaving my class to visit!

It was another 95 degree afternoon so I only did 1.5 miles today keeping the same intervals in 22:33.