thank you for giving me the opportunity to talk about what i believe with you this afternoon. it's been a long time since i've shared my testimony in that type of setting. i enjoyed answering your questions; and no, you did not offend me. but seriously, next week we have to get back to sat/act prep. as much fun as today was, i don't think your mom is paying me to talk religion with you for an hour.
dear 80-degree weather in february,
you make me happy to be a texan.
dear father and son playing catch in the front yard,
you make me proud to be an american.
dear ks,
ohmygoodness. i'm glad we're friends, too. and ps: i don't judge. i simply observe with love. and pps: yes, i stole your blog post.
dear ke,
congrats on your mission call! sister missionaries are the best. you will be fabulous.
dear upper respiratory infection,
i have not enjoyed our time together. please don't bother calling again; you are not welcome.
dear antibiotics,
thank you.
dear running shoes,
tomorrow? let's do it.
dear students,
i apologize, again, for crying in front of y'all. but i meant every word: y'all are my distraction from the hurt, my daily dose of happy. thank you for being patient with me as i try to put myself back together. i think you are all wonderful and i love being your teacher.
dear sugar,
for some silly reason, i've agreed to give you up for lent. i'll miss you.
dear vocal chords,
i know you feel like i've forgotten all about you, but i promise i haven't. i know you are still there, i know you are just waiting for me to belt it out. i still need a little more time... but soon, i promise. soon.
dear mom and dad,
i love you.
dear semester exams,
i dislike you just as much as the students do. if you could grade yourselves, that would be great.
you make me proud to be an american.
dear ks,
ohmygoodness. i'm glad we're friends, too. and ps: i don't judge. i simply observe with love. and pps: yes, i stole your blog post.
dear ke,
congrats on your mission call! sister missionaries are the best. you will be fabulous.
dear upper respiratory infection,
i have not enjoyed our time together. please don't bother calling again; you are not welcome.
dear antibiotics,
thank you.
dear running shoes,
tomorrow? let's do it.
dear students,
i apologize, again, for crying in front of y'all. but i meant every word: y'all are my distraction from the hurt, my daily dose of happy. thank you for being patient with me as i try to put myself back together. i think you are all wonderful and i love being your teacher.
dear sugar,
for some silly reason, i've agreed to give you up for lent. i'll miss you.
dear vocal chords,
i know you feel like i've forgotten all about you, but i promise i haven't. i know you are still there, i know you are just waiting for me to belt it out. i still need a little more time... but soon, i promise. soon.
dear mom and dad,
i love you.
dear semester exams,
i dislike you just as much as the students do. if you could grade yourselves, that would be great.
dear cheetos,
i really need you to stop being so cheesy and crunchy. i have feeling eating a (small) bag of you every other day is not very healthy. if you could please stop showing up in the pantry, i could maybe forget how good you are.
dear london,
2 weeks!
dear z,
i miss you. it still hurts, but it's getting better. thank you for the happy memories; they get me through the day.
much love,
katie
I feel so honored to be mentioned in a blog post! Thank you so much for being there with Kirsten, it was so fun. We must hang out more before I leave.
ReplyDeleteSeriously, Kayla. Don't you feel like you've made it now that we got ourselves on the blog?! I know my life goal #496 just got fulfilled.
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