Category: Personal
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Two years old
Today you’re two years old. You’re growing to be an independent, beautiful and clever little girl, everyday. These days I can clearly pick out what features you’ve inherited from family members, other than Daddy and me – that’s fun for me. You love dancing. And making people laugh. You love cleaning – I sure hope…
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Last Sunday.
It’s funny how Sunday’s are pretty much the same these days, and exactly like they should be: easy and relaxed. Only 8 days to go for the next break. Have fun!
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Sundaying.
This was last Sunday, but still. I’ve been a bit under the weather lately, and I’m trying to recover as fast as I can, but I haven’t had any energy… ugh. Have a great week!
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There’s hope.
I can start seeing the sun rise on the horizon. There’s 30 days to go for he next break. I use up nearly all of my free time to either mark work or prepare lessons… Today was an incredibly busy day where I spent the *whole* day marking. Here are a few snapshots of the…
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Fourteen.
When I was a little girl, like all other little girls, I loved love stories. The prettiest ones where the best, where the prince charming would save the princess and protect her from all harm, and they would stay forever and ever in love, inside their pretty happy ending. I grew up to find prince…
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Dear Ronda,
On March’13, I wrote about you here. I admired the fact that you and Carmouche upheld the main even inside the octagon. I loved you that very brief moment…then it was gone. Your attitude inside the ring shocked me. No humbleness, no gracefulness. I could only see a mean bratty girl trying very hard to…