I am enjoying my last full semester of school before I start my student teaching. It is amazing how much more time I have now that I have only a third of the credits on my plate. Don’t get me wrong, I still have a ton of work to do, but it is actually doable without feeling my head will explode. I’m enjoying it.

The classes I am taking are pretty amazing. Globalizing something or other and liberal arts in education. Two subjects I find fascinating. Two subjects I am finding out I don’t know anything about.

Well, I’m pretty good at the liberal arts, but I’ve been learning that I don’t know much about this world I live in. I am trying not to be too hard on myself because, frankly, I think the majority of the population here in the good ol US of A are not much different than me. (Just agree so I feel better)  I don’t speak a second language, unless PigLatin counts, and I’ve never been out of the country, except that time I got lost in Canada….but does Canada even count??

I have been reading articles about people moving their families to Singapore to enrich their children’s education. People that work with small villages in Africa to grow crops. People that know the difference between splurging for a new outfit and buying food for their kids. It’s a rough world out there.

I’ve always had what I needed. I’ve had a pretty easy life compared to some in this world. My kids have it even easier than I did. Well, except for the fact that they lost their dad….that may even it out a bit…. But everyone has their own custom made trials, right? Mine might have been that I was the goofy kids with glasses and bad teeth, while someone else’s  may be they don’t have shoes to wear to school. I can pretty much guarantee that no matter how bad we think our ‘lot in life’ is, we can find someone else that has it worse off.

For this reason, I have decided not to compare myself to others. If I want to have a pity party, dang it all, I’m gonna have one. I’m done letting others that have harder times steal my thunder.

Of course, at the moment, I have nothing to be upset about. My kids are amazing, school is super, work is great, the doctor says I’m not dying, and somebody vacuumed without being asked. This here is a pretty blessed and happy girl. Maybe I’ll be able to find something to have a pity party about tomorrow….if I decide to look…cause I said so.

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