The last few days of work have been pretty tough. I often struggle with how to deal with some of the baggage my students have to handle on a daily basis. Frankly, I am in awe that as many of them hold it together as well as they do. It's hard to be a teenager sometimes.
This afternoon as I was driving home thinking about some of my students, I rolled down the windows, turned up the music and let the day ease away. With a clear mind I realized suddenly, I am super thankful for my minivan. (It's not completely disconnected...stay with me.) Each day, my car serves as my place to decompress, think, talk on the phone, eat a snack, listen to music (though not always of my choice!) and play silly games with my kids. My minivan, which I dreaded driving for so long because I was "too young to drive one" (seriously, could I have been more of a brat?!?!?) has served as much more than my transportation from Point A to B. This car has been an integral part in maintaining a positive mental health from day to day!
Whoa. A minivan. I drive one. And I love it.
|The best "van" photo ever! :)|
Sofia - Age 3, 2010