Simple

Is it bad to be simple?  Is it bad to have your world be so small?  Probably yes.  But, for me it is survival.  I have so much in this small little world of mine. So much and too much to put into words.  So, I am simple.  I eat, drink, sleep, run, attempt to be a mother, attempt to be a loving spouse, attempt to be a friend… and teach.

This job wasn't supposed to be so consuming.  It was the job that was going to allow me to be the mother that I wanted to be and not the mother I had.  It worked pretty well until the job became so much more and my own children seemed to need so much less.  So now my world is small yet almost too big and my time with my children is slipping away as I spend my Sunday in my classroom cleaning and organizing.

I am not complaining.  I am not unhappy. I have a nice clean desk… for now anyway.  I just can't be anything more than I am right now.  It has to be simple or I simply can't be what I have to be…until summer…..

Oh, I hope this foot will let me run! That is my space when I am me and not Mrs. McKee.  It is so simple.