Over all my move to Utah has been a pleasant experience. Sure there are something I don’t love about it (culture shock seems to happen on a regular basis) and there are many, many things I miss about my beloved Chattanooga. But days like today make me smile and I find myself thinking how hard it will be to leave here when the time comes.
Here’s one reason why:
The wind was cold when I left school today. It had rained most of the morning, which meant indoor recess, which translates to a class ready to bounce off the walls.
I was tired.
It can be hard work getting kids excited about blending words when they can barely sit still. As I got into my car and left the school I was thinking about a million different things at once: What am I going to do about Student A’s struggle with subtraction. I really don’t want to call Student B’s parents but I know I need to. I need to get the oil changed. Do I have anything for dinner in the fridge? And the list goes on.
But when I turned a corner it all went away.
I gasped.
Seriously, it was an audible “holy crap” kind of gasp. There, right in front of me, were the mountains that I see everyday, but while I was keeping kids contained someone had dusted them with soft powdery snow. It was beautiful. That same rain that had kept my kids inside had created this amazing picture. I almost felt a little guilty now for cursing it the way I had all morning. For the rest of my drive home my mind was quite, it seemed that everything would work out and get done.
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