The Brightest Soul in the Room
This year marks my 24th year of teaching and honestly, I can hardly believe it. Over the years, I’ve worked in many schools, with many different people, and in many different places. I truly believe that none of it happened by accident. Every person and place was part of God’s divine plan, shaping and preparing me for the next phase of life. There’s one chapter I’ll never forget, one of the hardest, both personally and professionally in my life. I was entering my tenth year of teaching. I had just returned to work after giving birth to a baby girl who, without exaggeration, screamed colicky tears from 4:00 p.m. to 9:00 p.m. every day. I also had a little boy at home who was struggling in school, full of energy, and not progressing in reading. My husband had just been moved to a job he absolutely hated. I just didn’t know how to ask for help. I had friends, good ones, but admitting I was drowning felt like failure. I kept going but inside I was hurting a lot mor...