Happy Face – SOL #1


Just a typical Friday morning in 5B.  Noise, discussions, heated arguments, and many stories…

“Ms. Bless.”

“Ms. Bless.”

“Ms. Bless!”

“Yes, S…?”  She was looking at me with much the same expression as she always wears.  To an outsider, it seems fierce or intimidating.  I know better.  I expected the usual report about a stupid thing her brother or one of the other boys said before school.  Instead I got…

“This is my happy face.  You’ve never seen it before,” said in the same tone and with the same urgency that she might tell me what she had for breakfast.

She went on to tell me how excited she was about going to her grandparents’ house with all of her cousins this weekend.  But it was those two sentences that had me smiling all day.  🙂  I love her happy face!  🙂

Dear Cleaning Supplies,


Dear Cleaning Supplies,

Why do I have to clean you when you are supposed to help me clean?  I remember how disappointed and frustrated I was when I realized I would have to clean everything that I use to clean.  And to be honest, at almost thirty, I still hate the idea. Being a grown up….Ick!


A Reluctant Adult



Happy Mother’s Day!

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for the perfect card

to give you

for Mother’s Day.


The perfect card

to tell you

how special you are.


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to share

my gratitude

for everything you do

and everything you are.


But it doesn’t exist

because you are

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and no words

can express

how important you are

to me –

to all of us.


I am me

because of you.

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perfect card

to tell you

Happy Mother’s Day!


I love you!  Happy Mother’s Day, Ma!




Friendship is the Cure

Am I doing the right thing?

Am I doing enough for my students?


Have I made the right choices?

Have I given my son the best advice?


I’m almost 30.

I’m almost 30!


We sit on the couch.

We talk…

Of course, we talk “shop”

With random thoughts mixed in.


No advice given.

No changes made.

And yet…

Everything is different.


Siting on the couch


With your best friend

Is the cure

For all that ails.


Thank you, my friend!




Dear Brother

Dear Brother,

You say regrets are weakness.  I have regrets, but I am not weak.  One of my regrets is drifting away from you.  When you were a kid, relating to you, spending time with you was simple.  As you grew and life became more complicated for me, I didn’t know how to spend time with you, or even talk to you.  I guess I stopped trying.  We are no longer close and it is my fault.  I regret that.

You say smiling is weakness.  I disagree.   Although I don’t agree with or understand your reasons for enlisting, I am proud of you.  I am proud because it is what you wanted to do and you did it.  You didn’t let naysayers deter you from following the path you wanted to take.  This is why you are strong.  I hope that you find contentment and, dare I say, happiness.  I hope you find reasons to smile.  And most of all, I hope that you find that smiling is not a sign of weakness.  It is simply a sign that you have things in your life of value and you recognize them.

You say not to look back at the past, Surprise!  I disagree!  Ma was right (as she generally is) when she told you that the past makes us who we are.  It isn’t something to be forgotten or ignored.  We are who we are because of our experiences.  We can learn from it, grow from it.  The past can also teach us, and our past has taught me about the person I want to be, mistakes I never want to make, and relationships I want to have.  Don’t forget or ignore – learn.

So, we disagree, you and me, on many ideas.  That is a fact.  It is also a fact that we are family.  I am your socially awkward, stubborn, liberal, bossy older sister.  You are my stubborn, persistent brother.  You are in the Army.  While I hope you write, I’m not counting on it.  But, know that you can count on me.  I will be here.  Regardless of what you do, say, or think – you are my “little” brother.  I don’t have to agree to be proud, or to be a friend.  I am proud of you and I love you.

Stay Safe,

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