Sunday, May 13, 2018

The Teacher That Raised Me

In honor of Mother's Day, I'd like to talk about the teacher in my life that raised me:  my mom. 

 I grew up in the school because my mom and my grandma both worked at Center Street School.  I got to spend after hours there because they were there.  Getting to see the teachers after school and seeing the "secrets" of the school were some of my favorite memories of my childhood.  My mom worked as a teacher's aide for many years, but she wasn't fulfilling her dreams yet.  

My mom worked as an aide for so many years so my brother and I could do all of the activities that we wanted.  But she truly wanted to be a teacher.  She never gave up the dream, but it was just too much to go back to school and keep up with all of the things we were doing.  My dad was running our sporting goods store so he had his hands full, too.  

One day my mom was helping my brother get registered for college at Carbondale and she decided it was time for her to go back and follow her dream to be a teacher.  The only problem with this was it was the summer before my senior year in high school.  As I stated in my last blog post, everything happens for a reason.  This was her time to do this.  I've never told her how much I admire her for going back to school and working so hard to achieve her dream.  Watching her put everything into that dream inspired me to follow my dream to become a teacher.  

I stayed behind with my grandma so I could finish high school with my friends.  I got married and had my son Dillon and went from high school to college immediately.  Some might say things went fast but every move I've made has brought me to this spot today, and I'm overwhelmed with happiness so no regrets from me.

My mom graduated with honors and became a loving teacher to her students.  She worked so hard and she always had school on her mind until she retired.  I know she did because she kept long hours at school and worked all hours at night just to keep up. Just like all caring teachers do!  

I know my mom was unsure of the decision to go to college at the time she did because of me.  I'm here to say that I love my mom and I'm proud of my mom for all of her accomplishments.  I wouldn't change a thing about the way life has turned out except to give her a little more confidence so she could see what a wonderful lady she is.  I love you, Mom!  

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