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4 days left..

I decided to take a little break from writing my Masters paper and write a little reflection about this school year.

Here I am 4 days left of school (not Masters, work school). 4 days left of being a Kindergarten teacher. 4 days left of being in that little portable.

When I say this year was hard I am not exaggerating. These were the hardest 10 months I have ever had in this life so far. I honestly do not think I have cried so much before. I have cried from exhaustion, frustration, sadness, and just cried because I did not know what else to do. I knew when I signed up for my Masters that it was going to be a challenge but combine that with a challenging class equals a rough time.

It's where you wake up in the morning and look in the mirror to find the bags under your eyes even deeper. Where you drink more caffeine than you do water and you drink a Redbull at 5 pm and can still fall asleep at 10 pm because you are so exhausted. Where the question of how are you becomes almost laughable because you are so tired you cannot even put it to words. Where you feel guilty sitting and watching a tv show because you should be writing a paper.

HOWEVER
As hard as this year has been I have learned SO much. I have learned what an AMAZING support system I have from my family, friends, and coworkers who have come along side me and encouraged me. I am not a person who gives up but all of these individuals offered me the encouragement I needed to keep striving. I honestly am so overwhelmingly blessed by each of the individuals God has placed in my life because they listened to me, were okay if I could not be there for an event because of homework or stress, and knew how to cheer me up. So I thank you for all your support my dear friends and family.

I have also learned what an extraordinary God I serve. He gave me the strength when I thought I had none. He gave me the joy when I was so down. So many days He gave me to energy when I thought I had no energy left. Most importantly it was Him who has given me this amazing job and this amazing opportunity to further my education because as much as I felt so exhausted these 10 months I am truly grateful to be living out my dream of being a special education teacher and I am extremely grateful to be a person living with a disability and knocking down those perspectives that those who have a disability can't succeed. So in the midst of the tears I smile because everyday my God is good and everyday is a new opportunity to make a difference in this life and everyday holds value to honor and be a light for the Lord.

You truly never know how strong you are until being strong is the only choice you have. So yes I have made mistakes and struggled a lot these last 10 months but I have accomplished another school year with my awesome 9 kiddos and have lived another school year living my dream.

So cheers to the last 4 days of being a Kindergarten teacher and cheers to the next adventure on being a 5/6 grade teacher, and cheers to 2 more weeks until I am a Master, and cheers to an amazing God.

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