Well, it’s almost time. It’s almost time for me to head back to the grind of work. Time for me to drop my own kids off at school, only to go to school myself to take care of 100+ other people’s kids. It almost seems counterintuitive to me, which is why I was a stay at home mom for 8 years until finances required otherwise. To this day, I still long for being home when my middle schooler gets off the bus and not having to send my fourth grader to daycare until dinner time. I detest the rush of school, work, sports practice, homework, dinner, showers, and heaven forbid, family or friend time. But, it is what it is. It’s the life I have so all I can do is accept it and do my best. Sometimes my best sucks, I will be the first to admit that. Sometimes my best rocks. My kids appreciate those days.

There are many changes happening in our lives, though. Of course, the kids are going to new grades, new teachers, my daughter is even going to a brand new school! I will return to work with several new colleagues, bosses, and expectations. My goal is to return with a new attitude, as well. Things at my campus are not good. I left for summer on a bad note, and it just was not in the cards to find a new position. So, I am promising to return next week and do the absolute best job I can do with what I’m given. That’s the best I can ask for, right?

Of course, my relationship with Mr. Hand is the best change of all! He is so kind and caring, he truly cares about me. I couldn’t ask for anyone better. My life is better simply because he is part of it. His presence and discipline has made me learn to stop spending my energy on the past, and to refocus it to the present and future. This is a much better way to live. My life is more peaceful and less full of drama than it used to be (thank God! That was draining!).

He has also made me want to be a much better person. Not to avoid spankings, but to be the person he believes I can be. He builds me up and encourages me, whether he realizes it or not. This change has been very good. I only hope I do the same for him.

And so, as I get ready to go share my love with 100 middle schoolers, I would like to share one of my favorite quotes of all time, ” if you want to make God laugh, tell Him your plans. ” Mr. Hand sure wasn’t in my plans, but I’m so glad I found him, anyway.


Word Press Daily Prompt: Moved to Tears

Describe the last time you were moved to tears by something beautiful.

For those of you unfamiliar with WordPress, a prompt is given daily. Usually I ignore these, but this one really spoke to me. It has nothing to do with Taken in Hand or Domestic Discipline. It has to do with my daughter.

I have to admit, I am moved to tears quite frequently these days. At almost 13 years old, she has become such an amazing young lady. She is so smart, almost always makes good choices, has such a kind and sensitive heart, is independent and responsible, stays out of trouble, and it absolutely beautiful on the outside, as well.

Every time I see this beauty in her, it moves me to tears. I ask God, “How did I get so lucky for you to choose me to take care of this beautiful creature?” I stand in awe of my baby girl, sometimes unable to believe it.

The last time she brought me to tears was a few weeks ago when we were school shopping. She was trying on clothes and she just looked so grown up. Luckily, she is a modest dresser, so we never have that argument to deal with. But, she has such a fashion sense (she did NOT get that from me, I guarantee it!), she looked so beautiful in everything she chose, and just so grown up. How did she get from a beautiful newborn to an almost 13-year-old 7th grader? It went so fast. We have had our share of tribulations in her short life, including several moves, the divorce of her parents, and dealing with a mother who yells way too much (I’ve heard many moms feel this way). Still, she is absolutely amazing!

And, as much as I’d like to say that was the last time she brought me to tears, me writing this is also making me weepy. People like to give me and her father the credit, but it’s all her. She has become more than either of us could have dreamed. We are both very lucky to have her!