Sept. 8, 1995: I vividly remember it was a beautiful day in St. Louis. I recall swinging at recess with my fourth graders, enjoying the start of my first year of teaching. And later that night, I went out to dinner with my boyfriend, who, a few short hours later, became my fiancé. I was so giddy with delight when he proposed that I neglected to answer his question right away! But here we are, 19 years later, and I still say "Yes!"
Sept. 11, 2001: I was very pregnant with child #2. I had an 18 month old toddling around the family room as I sat riveted in front of the TV, weeping and praying. I was praying for the victims, the families of the victims, and those responding to the disaster. And I was also praying, selfishly, that my baby would not be born that day (he waited 10 more days). What a sin-filled world we live in. Come, Lord Jesus!
Sept. 11, 2014: Today. Today, I met with a dear woman, a veteran early childhood teacher, a generous and kind soul. Before school started, I had reached out to her, asking her to share any wisdom and tips she might have to offer. She invited me over today, and we had a lovely afternoon together. She had made me a beautiful basket, filled with items she collected and bought - items I will undoubtedly use time and time again in my classroom. She is a wonderful mentor, and I am blessed by her knowledge and friendship!