tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25028270341757857542024-03-15T18:09:36.093-07:00Jimison Grief Care and Wildflower BoutiquePJimisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10154509565261085871noreply@blogger.comBlogger133125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2502827034175785754.post-62870070091351971882023-07-15T14:54:00.001-07:002023-07-15T14:54:45.710-07:00No, I’m Not.<p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> I can’t tell you how many times I have heard these words.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">“You are so strong!”</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Or “You are so brave to do that by yourself.”</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Let me tell you - I am not. I travel by myself not by choice. It’s because if I want to travel and go anywhere, that’s what I have to do. Lee isn’t here to go with me. So it’s me, or don’t go. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">I try to fix things on my own because I need to. Lee use to do it, but he’s not here. So it’s me, or I hire someone.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">I ride my bike on my own often because Lee isn’t here to ride with me. I have friends that will ride, too, but they have their own families and lives and things to do. They can’t always ride with me. So I have to go alone.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">I’ve eaten in restaurants alone definitely not by choice! Lee isn’t here to join me. In Italy, I had to go eat in a restaurant by myself or eat in my hotel room. If I want a good meal, I have to go out and ask for a table for 1. It feels weird. I feel odd sitting with myself at a table in a nice restaurant. But if I don’t do it, I won’t be going.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">And really - I’m not strong. But HE is. My faith in God pulls me through. He placed me here in the land of the living so I need to keep living. And when times get hard, he always carries me. Because HE is strong. Not me.</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijrRVThDE6dFxn4AtctlwfC3b_FXHalbMv5qEfmdOupJxqU_3-5RRAH7OkBOLTKRqgyx_duc_v_4ojgaE6QKOIS3U_BH4UakyThf9bDnuhks3nqLqDRJPzIbN5fLfw59-G5o8Xhgx_c2a6DRtRNzp52zdgbiMlEfJUneg4I7Bu-jnVz6McMmG7ees2_7A/s3088/IMG_1801.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2316" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijrRVThDE6dFxn4AtctlwfC3b_FXHalbMv5qEfmdOupJxqU_3-5RRAH7OkBOLTKRqgyx_duc_v_4ojgaE6QKOIS3U_BH4UakyThf9bDnuhks3nqLqDRJPzIbN5fLfw59-G5o8Xhgx_c2a6DRtRNzp52zdgbiMlEfJUneg4I7Bu-jnVz6McMmG7ees2_7A/s320/IMG_1801.HEIC" width="240" /></span></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><p><br /></p>PJimisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10154509565261085871noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2502827034175785754.post-54875917293088312282023-07-15T11:52:00.000-07:002023-07-15T11:52:06.638-07:00Finding My Way Back Home<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEielgDJ8NDKRTDX-ZLRLUB4vVstJjCDoMA1rBKRtB92N_vA9PAl8HsK8lY4tpcL5Hxo8oblQxLaC_-WTFqVxppBrGORI63WcgfP_PZ7KWEeXLO8AEBPGQibE-LEPOCQJ07ATgxicHc9HjBc1-IkbQJDCQEYOB6ILKd9w5RBcOdmiU7Ysq6zFoUjeDxjnLA/s4032/IMG_6873.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEielgDJ8NDKRTDX-ZLRLUB4vVstJjCDoMA1rBKRtB92N_vA9PAl8HsK8lY4tpcL5Hxo8oblQxLaC_-WTFqVxppBrGORI63WcgfP_PZ7KWEeXLO8AEBPGQibE-LEPOCQJ07ATgxicHc9HjBc1-IkbQJDCQEYOB6ILKd9w5RBcOdmiU7Ysq6zFoUjeDxjnLA/s320/IMG_6873.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><p>Yesterday I was out on a mountain bike ride with a friend and we were trying to find a trail. Actually, it was a pump track and I had used it several times. It was near my house so we decided to ride over and make some loops. It was at the top of a hill and as we arrived, we looked around. Where was it? It was simply gone. Then, through the weeds, I spotted a few berms. Could this really be the track? Honestly, I didn’t realize someone had to take care of a pump track. I figured that if all the weeds were removed, it would stay clear. But it didn’t. It was not only overgrown, but rocks had resurfaced and edges gone. I felt - sad. It was sad to see such a beautiful track destroyed by neglect. </p><p>We decided to give it a try anyway. We tried to follow the best lines we could, and every now and then we could find berms and rollers. When ridden properly, it does not require pedaling or pushing, but a “pumping” action to maintain momentum. It is hard to maintain momentum when the surface is eroded and weeds in the way. At one point we finished, and decided to ride the gravel road back to the Main Street. But we lost sight of our entry point. All we could see were weeds. </p><p>Then, in the distance, I caught sight of a straight line of rollers that led to the road. I pointed and said, “Over there!” I kept my eye on the rollers and went straight through the waist high weeds until we found the rollers and the road. </p><p>What do we do when life makes a change? Everything that was once smooth and rolling changes? Your change in life may have been slow over time, or within an instant. How do you go through the weeds? Do you still ride it out? </p><p>I hope this encourages you to take another step forward, ride through life with all its weeds and rocks, find new adventures, and keep rolling. The road is there - it may be off in the distance. But you will find it.</p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Chapter 1: The Ultimatum</span></p><p>I never imagined that I would become a widow. The term seemed distant and unrelated to me, yet here I am—a widow . But being a widow does not define me; it is not my identity. Instead, I am someone who has experienced immense grief and is still on a journey of healing.</p><p>Though I may not have all the answers or know how to alleviate the pain of others, I can share my story in the hope that it resonates with you, even if just a tiny fragment, and brings solace in your own struggles.</p><p>Grief does not always stem from the loss of a loved one's passing. We can mourn the loss of various things—an occupation, a friendship, a marriage, or even a life we once knew.</p><p>I want to acknowledge that if you have recently suffered the loss of someone close to you, reading this chapter may be triggering. If that is the case, feel free to skip ahead to the next chapter.</p><p>First and foremost, I would like to introduce you to the life I had before loss. Two years after graduating from college, I married the love of my life. Our paths crossed during a church Bible study, and I was immediately drawn to Lee. Once we went on our first date, we spent every day together until we exchanged vows. I worked as a teacher, while he was in construction. We built a family with two kids and two dogs. Our marriage lasted for 34 years before he passed away.</p><p>Our union, like any, had its imperfections, but it was as close to perfect as any marriage could be. We were opposites in many ways. I, an introvert, was silly and playful, while he, also an introvert, had a quiet and reserved demeanor. His love language was acts of service, while mine was words of affirmation. Lee possessed an incredible work ethic—he built two of our homes single-handedly, all while working full-time and commuting. He would toil away until dark, sometimes even late into the night, with floodlights illuminating his work. He was undoubtedly the hardest working person I knew.</p><p>Moreover, he was immensely talented. He possessed the skills to construct and repair just about anything. Not only did he build our homes, but he also crafted much of the furniture within. However, his dedication to work often turned him into a workaholic. He rarely took a moment to rest. When he was at home, he would engage in household chores or spend hours in the garage with music blaring—apologies to the neighbors! Lee had a passion for serving others, and we embarked on numerous service-oriented mission trips, ranging from assisting with Katrina Relief to building homes in Mexico, providing clean water in Africa, and aiding in the cleanup efforts in Honduras.</p><p>In 2019, we embarked on a trip of a lifetime. Our itinerary included visits to Venice, Rome, Florence, Sorrento, and the Amalfi Coast. We stayed at luxurious five-star hotels, indulged in amazing cuisine, went on boat rides and hikes, and even had a private tour of an olive farm. I grappled with guilt over spending so much money on a lavish vacation when we could have saved it for another mission trip. Yet Lee insisted that if we didn't seize the opportunity for a luxurious vacation then, we might never do so. Little did I know, did he somehow have an inkling of what lay deep within him?</p><p>One month after we returned from Italy, our lives were turned upside down. At the time, Lee was working in Stanford and commuting three hours each way. Due to the arduous commute, he stayed in Palo Alto during the week, only coming home on Wednesdays and weekends. On this particular Wednesday, I had dinner ready and was waiting for him to get home. I finally called him and asked where he was, thinking he was at the end of the commute. </p><p>“Palo Alto,” he replied. </p><p>“Why are you in Palo Alto? Aren’t you coming home?” </p><p>“I can’t. I have to work this weekend.” I was confused. It’s true, every now and then he had to work. But during the upcoming weekend we had made plans to go buy a new car. I knew he had planned on coming home. </p><p>“What does working or not this weekend have to do with coming home tonight?” I asked.</p><p>“Well, I have to work now on Saturday.” </p><p>“So we’re not going to get a car?” </p><p>He then said, “Oh, no, I forgot! We can’t! I have to fly out to Portland.” What? I admit. I started getting angry. His story was getting stranger and stranger. </p><p>“So you’re telling me you can’t come home on a Wednesday because you are working on this upcoming Saturday and yet you are flying out to Portland also on Saturday? This makes no sense. You need to explain this better to me because I am not understanding.”</p><p>He then was worried. “Oh no! I have to tell my work that I can’t work on Saturday because I’m going to Portland.” </p><p>“Lee, I don’t think you are going to Portland this weekend. You are leaving in a few weeks. If you are going this weekend, we need to cancel the car appointment. Send me a copy of the plane ticket and I’ll check for you.”</p><p>So he texted me a screenshot of his Southwest “ticket”. But it wasn’t a ticket. It was a Southwest ad. It was then that I teetered between worry and anger. What was he trying to cover up? Was he losing his mind? Was he in trouble? I couldn’t figure it out.</p><p>I finally gave him an ultimatum. “Lee, that’s a Southwest ad. Not a ticket. I need to know what’s happening and I need the truth. So you need to either tell me truthfully what is going on, or you need to come home and go to a doctor!” Lee never went to the doctor, so I really didn’t think he would say what he said next. </p><p>“I’ll go to a doctor.”</p><p>Did I just hear him correctly? Did he say he would go to the doctor? Oh no. Something must actually be wrong with him!</p><p>The next evening I called him and told him I made an appointment on Friday. It was set for 3:30 so he would need to leave work on Friday at 12:30 to get to Folsom in time for the appointment. When I called him, he was even more confused. He was still convinced he was going to Oregon.</p><p>Friday came and at 12:30 I called him to make sure he had left work in time to make it to the doctor appointment. He had not, but really had just lost track of time being busy at work. I let him know I would meet him at the office. At 3:30 I called him from the office because he wasn’t there. He said, “I’m in Fairfield. I’ll be there in 20 minutes.” Fairfield is a 1 hour drive, minimum, from the doctor location. He kept saying, “I’ll be there in 20 minutes.” And he hung up.</p><p>Soon it was 4:30, and so the nurse at the office called him for a wellness check to make sure he was safe to drive. He answered and let her know he was still in Fairfield and was trying to get to the freeway. He was lost. She asked him the typical questions - what year is it? Who is the president? What is your name? He answered all of them fine and so she deemed him safe to drive.</p><p>At 5:00 the doctor’s office closed so I called Lee and asked if he would meet me at the hospital to go to emergency instead. I was very surprised to hear him say yes. As he rolled into town, he called and asked if I would meet him at Chipotle first because he was hungry and I agreed. Chipotle was just 3 blocks from the hospital, and by now it was 6:30 and I was hungry, too. </p><p>I’ll never forget the sight of seeing him walk toward me in the Chipotle parking lot. He was as slow as molasses and dragging his left side. He didn’t seem to notice. I asked how he was and he said, “Hungry.” So we ordered, made small talk, and I stared at my watch wanting time to move so that we could get to the hospital. I tried to act like everything was normal, but I knew it wasn’t. I was scared. </p><p>We ran into our worship leader at Chipotle. Josh was there with his family and I was happy that someone else saw how Lee was doing. I knew, also, that he would pray.</p><p>News</p><p>After dinner at Chipotle, I told Lee I would meet him at the hospital. It was a 3 block drive … straight with one left turn and one right into the hospital. I drove out first, which probably wasn’t a good idea. I went through a light, but he didn’t make it. I got to the hospital and waited, waited, waited. So I called him. </p><p>“Where are you?”</p><p>“I think I am at the hospital, but I’m not sure.”</p><p>“Describe the building.” He did. It wasn’t the hospital. He made the left turn, but turned into the wrong building. He was parked at the building next to the hospital. So I drove over to him this time and parked. I got in his truck and told him how to drive out, go one block, and turn in to the hospital. All I can say it that it felt like an eternity. He must have been driving 10 miles an hour. When he parked, he took up almost three spaces, crooked. At this point, I didn’t care. I knew I could move it later. I just wanted him inside where he could get help.</p><p>We entered emergency and I informed the staff I thought he had a stroke. Although they were busy, this must have been a key phrase because they brought him back right away. No waiting! Yes! I went to wait in his emergency room while they ran a series of tests. </p><p>Then the nurse came back in.</p><p>She pulled up his MRI. She exclaimed in a loud voice, almost with panic, “Oh my goodness! He has a HUGE tumor in his head!” She put her hands out to exaggerate a large size. We were shocked. What did she just say? “You have a huge brain tumor! It is so big!” </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSojDv5FDm1-SkC_3vcPXz7mgKUbvlczb5NbiVjt6yx-25km2iamamkxMDi468zhQ0LZNcLYhjGKMBD9HtTAROSKjLvmWVIIivyeRrBV3EniLCD-YRYP3jqsg2iXJuNJjrgdvuisWJ_jfPsdeRcOgYFGTULFIQ1LiDrg2Es9ZEKwByY38oArxu0RewXv8/s2048/IMG_1536.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="2048" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSojDv5FDm1-SkC_3vcPXz7mgKUbvlczb5NbiVjt6yx-25km2iamamkxMDi468zhQ0LZNcLYhjGKMBD9HtTAROSKjLvmWVIIivyeRrBV3EniLCD-YRYP3jqsg2iXJuNJjrgdvuisWJ_jfPsdeRcOgYFGTULFIQ1LiDrg2Es9ZEKwByY38oArxu0RewXv8/s320/IMG_1536.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>Good grief. Did she really yell that out? What happened to bedside manners? Was she even suppose to give that news to us? </p><p>She left the room and we sat. Confused. Staring. Looking at each other. </p><p>The next few hours are a blur. The doctor came in and explained that Lee had a large brain tumor and that the small Folsom hospital would not be able to help us. He explained that he was being transferred to a hospital in Sacramento that could manage the diagnosis better. He went by ambulance, and I drove by car.</p><p>Our lives changed.</p><p>The Diagnosis</p><p>I did what you're advised not to do: I turned to Google in search of information. My first query revealed a word that caught my attention—Glioblastoma. A distressing image accompanied it, depicting a man with a large mass on his brain. Against my better judgment, I delved into the article. Its contents were filled with despair and hopelessness. If Lee had glioblastoma, I understood it to be a dire prognosis—a death sentence. Glioblastoma was the most aggressive form of brain cancer, with a life expectancy of merely 12-15 months. It was classified as stage 4, and there was no known cure.</p><p>Despite my findings, I chose not to share this information with Lee. There were other types of brain cancer, and some brain tumors were benign. I couldn't be certain of his diagnosis, and I didn't want him to worry unnecessarily.</p><p>A surgeon came in that evening and stated that he would be able to do surgery in the morning, first thing, and remove the brain tumor. They could then test it and let us know if it was cancerous and what our next steps would be. He then showed us a new picture. I stared at the tumor. It was - - ugly. That’s all I could think. </p><p>Lee and I agreed. Let’s get this thing out of his head! It was horrifying, ugly, and invasive. We just wanted it taken out. As soon as possible. So the next morning we did just that. Lee went in for his first brain surgery. After about 5 hours, the doctor let us know that it was successful and he was able to remove almost the entire tumor. He was sending it in for testing so that we could find out if it was benign or not.</p><p>Lee went home the next day with a huge scar and staples in his head. And he felt great! He could walk and talk normal. His left side no longer bothered him. He felt wonderful. Other than being a little tired, he was back to his old self.</p><p>After 3 days of waiting, we received the biopsy results. I read the word that I didn’t want to read. </p><p>Glioblastoma.</p><p>I wanted to cry. But I wanted to be strong for Lee. And I didn’t want him to know what it was. But I also couldn’t hide it from him. He asked me about the results and I told him Glioblastoma. So, he did what I did…and he Googled it.</p><p>I don’t remember much more. Except that life changed. How do you live the rest of your life when you have 12-15 months left?</p><p>Lee turned to worship. Literally. I continued to work. And each day I came home, he was watching a music/worship video. The same one over and over and over. “I Raise a Hallelujah” by Bethel. He blasted it for hours and hours and hours. </p><p>Sing a little louder</p><p>In the presence of my enemies</p><p>Sing a little louder</p><p>Louder than the unbelief</p><p>Sing a little louder</p><p>My weapon is a melody</p><p>Sing a little louder</p><p>Heaven comes to fight for me</p><p>Sing a little louder</p><p>I'm gonna sing in the middle of the storm</p><p>Louder and louder, you're gonna hear my praises roar</p><p>Up from the ashes hope will arise</p><p>Death is defeated, the King is alive</p><p>He was praying that God would fight for him. And no matter what would happen, he would praise God. </p><p>Lee spent the next 1 1/2 years enduring cancer treatment. His treatments included radiation daily for 30 days, 2 more surgeries to remove more growth, 1 surgery for a brain bleed, a device that he wore on his head called Optune, and many different types of chemotherapy. On top of that, we hired an onco-nutritionist that gave us advice on eating and health. He tried CBD and THC. We tried everything.</p><p>He also spent the next 1 1/2 years doing what he did best - serving others. He worked around the house. He trimmed trees. He built a veranda. He finished things that he never finished. He went on bike rides while we was able. He tired to live as “normal” as he could. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgtS622UuzuC5E5gh_5GodkiKWspkTmloh8M1Lxn6d7hb8bV9EJFBzEZjj3yTSKOcrTx-4ctMlJVODwOeMQstg1bXBIm231yDFRknb-62rPIYAl1s0Ezyu1g5hMF8KF8cuseWi_3Gz14UQI_JHUUce0srxUlFlUlqlbE6rDGWzeYJzQ3ReKdMYgFjJ4eQ/s4032/IMG_8512.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgtS622UuzuC5E5gh_5GodkiKWspkTmloh8M1Lxn6d7hb8bV9EJFBzEZjj3yTSKOcrTx-4ctMlJVODwOeMQstg1bXBIm231yDFRknb-62rPIYAl1s0Ezyu1g5hMF8KF8cuseWi_3Gz14UQI_JHUUce0srxUlFlUlqlbE6rDGWzeYJzQ3ReKdMYgFjJ4eQ/s320/IMG_8512.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><p>All the while, we both remained hopeful. Maybe, just maybe, Lee would be one of the few to beat the disease. We knew of a woman who had lived with glioblastoma for 20 years. Perhaps he would. So we lived with hope.</p><p>That’s the piece of advice I would give to anyone facing a terminal illness - remain hopeful. You never know. You aren’t in charge. God is. He will number your days. </p><p>I truly believe that the day Lee lost hope is the day that illness took control. </p><p>I still remember the day. Through the 15 months, he slowly lost ability to think logically and he lost the use of his left side. At one point he was in bed and demanding to use the restroom. He was always soft spoken, loving, kind. But the cancer had changed his brain and he was confused and illogical. He angered easily. He often times had hallucinations and they scared me. I reminded him that he had a catheter on and he could not get up because he couldn’t walk. He was mad and demanded again to get up to use the restroom. So I told him if he could sit up, I could help move him to a wheelchair and get him to the toilet. By this time, I had done a lot of lifting and turning him and my back was giving me problems. I simply was not strong enough to pick him up and put him in a chair. But he still demanded to sit in a chair. For 30 minutes he struggled to sit up. He would get partly up, then would fall back down. Over and over again. Then, he gave up.</p><p>He gave up.</p><p>He fell back and stopped. He stopped trying and never tried again. He gave up hope. He lost his will. And the disease quickly took over.</p><p>To this day, this is a portion of my grief. Could I have done something different to help him stay hopeful? After this, he only lived a month or month and half more while his body and mind withered away. He went over a week with no food, and over 3 days with no water. It was a quick, yet slow death, all at the same time. </p><p>Throughout Lee’s total months, my goal was to keep him alive. I tried everything I could - from diet, to sleeping downstairs on the floor by his hospital bed. I tried to get him to eat but struggled when he could no longer swallow. I tried to make smoothies, give him straws - but even the ability to swallow those things stopped. His body was shutting down. It was quitting. And nothing I could do would stop it.</p><p>So I stayed with him and laid beside him. Before he died, family came over and I played his favorite music for him. He hadn’t spoken for days, yet an hour before his final breathe, he gurgled out with a strained voice, “I love you.” His breath slowed. Then stopped. He breathed his final breath and we knew he was gone.</p><p>Goodbye, Lee. I love you. </p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Chapter 2: First Days</span></p><p>Right after Lee passed away, I felt a slight sigh of relief that he was no longer suffering. I had been sleeping on the floor by his bed and was severely sleep deprived. All I wanted to do was crawl into my bed upstairs and sleep. It felt great to sleep in a bed again.</p><p>Then I went into “busy” mode. I had so many things to do. Since his passing was gradual, we knew where he wanted to be buried - at a historical cemetery in Folsom. It’s by the bike trail and since we both love to bike, we thought it was a good choice. It’s not the prettiest of cemeteries, but it was kept up and we liked the historical aspect. </p><p>My first months in busy-mode kept my mind occupied. I was sad, but not able to deal with my emotions yet. Our family went and chose a plot at the cemetery but there weren’t a lot of choices left. The one we chose was simple to find and by a nice tree so we liked it. </p><p>At the same time, I was making preparations at our church for a celebration of life. I put together a slide show with music and asked friends and family to speak. I decided to bring Lee’s bike as a decoration and put his pictures out in the lobby by it. I thought it was unique and definitely represented him. </p><p>The day or so before his burial, the cemetery called us and let us know there was a problem. They started digging Lee’s hole and ran into something - an unmarked grave with a body! This cemetery includes five historic burial grounds that are hard to distinguish where one runs into another. The historical grounds include the Negro Bar Cemetery (later referred to as Citizens Cemetery). The Negro Bar Cemetery was a cemetery started as early as 1846 for the Negro Bar mining camp. The cemetery also includes the American Legion Cemetery, Jewish Cemetery (est about 1861), Odd Fellows Cemetery and The Masonic Cemetery. There is also a New Masonic Cemetery (est about 1924) but there are no markers to show its location. The memorial home called me and let me know that they felt that the body they ran into was a pioneer that had been “tossed” there and buried since it was not in a coffin or any type of box, and the body was tossed sideways while others in the area were buried the same lengthwise direction. They stated that it was probably a miner, or someone who had escaped Folsom prison because some bodies had been tossed there. So - we had to choose a new plot.</p><p>Our family went and chose a different location. We tried to choose one near our favorite spot, but again, there weren’t many choices. We finally decided on a spot I wasn’t thrilled with but it would do. We also decided to have a double-depth companion plot. This would take up one space, but we both will be buried there - Lee on the bottom and me on the top. This type of plot is cheaper and one burial container is used rather than two. Honestly, I didn’t want to put a lot of money into it because I believe that it is only our body but not our souls so it really doesn’t matter. </p><p>We did decide not to have a graveside service but just a celebration of life at our church. Looking back, I’m glad we didn’t. At the time of his burial, we arrived with just family and looked at the container, coffin, and grave. Something didn’t look right. As they started to lower Lee down into the grave, our son stated, “I don’t think that’s a double depth. It’s only going to fit one coffin.” He was right. I turned and asked the attendant. He quickly made a phone call and quickly returned.</p><p>“You’re right. We forgot to dig double-depth. We will have to bring him back (to the morgue?) and come back once a bigger hole and new container is delivered.” He apologized. So, back Lee went into the hertz and we drove off.</p><p>Two days later we were able to go back to the site and he was buried this time. It was quiet and we were able to say our goodbyes for the second time.</p><p>It took almost ten months for the headstone to arrive. I designed the headstone with a picture of our house that Lee built. It was minimal, yet beautiful. We ordered a permanent container for flowers so I went down to bring the flowers, and the container wasn’t there. They forgot to order it. Months later, it arrived and I brought flowers again. The next day I went back and the flowers were gone. Thieves! This has happened almost every time I have brought flowers so I haven’t brought them for almost a year. </p><p>All of this occupied my mind. About a month after he passed, I returned to work. Yet I had not dealt with my grief yet. I found that my mind was in a fog. Life didn’t seem “real”. I could not make any type of decision. I couldn’t figure out what to wear to get out the door, let alone how to care for staff and families at a school. </p><p>You will find that grieving may cause you to make big, rash decisions. “They” tell you not to, but it may not matter. It just happens. I worked as a school principal and loved my job. Yet, I knew I couldn’t make a decision and living day-to-day was hard. So at the end of the school year, I left my job. I knew a principal needed to be able to pour into staff and I just had nothing left to give.</p><p>First big decision.</p><p>I made other decisions. Perhaps it was me trying to control things. After all, I had tried to control keeping Lee alive. And it didn’t work. So now I would control my environment. I started with our closet a few days after Lee died. He hoarded clothes. He had a zillion plaid, button down shirts and Carhardt tan coats. Part of his illness included him making purchasing decisions that didn’t make sense. So I cleaned out his closet. Piles and piles of plaid shirts, coats, shoes. I cleaned them all out and kept a few shirts for a friend who offered to make me a quilt. Later, I regretted cleaning out so quickly because his sister wanted one of his sweatshirts that I had already donated. I wished I had waited a bit longer.</p><p>About nine months after he passed, I decided to look for a new job. I took a position at a school near my house. I was excited for it but quickly realized that wasn’t what I thought it was. My manager was probably the most unkind person I have ever worked for and coming off a difficult season, I decided I didn’t want to work there. Third big decision. I sent in my resignation. (Thankfully, the school decided to move me to another position at a different location and I ended up staying.)</p><p>So for me, I would say that I was “busy” the first full year after his death. I still had not coped with losing him nor dealt with my own emotions. </p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Chapter 3: The Stages</span></p><p>The journey through grief is an intricate and deeply personal one. As I reflect on the stages of grief, I realize that my own experience didn’t neatly align with the prescribed order. It was a tangle of emotions, a chaotic blend that left me questioning whether I had skipped some stages or revisited others. The truth is, grief defies a rigid timeline or a predetermined sequence. It ebbs and flows, defying our attempts to neatly categorize it.</p><p>During that initial year, denial held me tightly in its grip. I wasn’t denying the reality of my loss; rather, I was avoiding facing the depth of my emotions. Keeping busy and making poor decisions became my shield against the pain. Denial became my refuge, shielding me from the rawness of my grief.</p><p>Time, they say, heals all wounds. But grief follows its own rhythm, completely indifferent to our longing for a linear healing process. Days flew by or dragged on, unconcerned with our desires. I found myself spending over a year in denial, the passage of time seemingly irrelevant to the intensity of my grief.</p><p>It was in the second year that the weight of my loss settled upon me like a heavy fog. The quietude of the house became a painful reminder of the absence, and I felt the void more acutely. Friends gradually ceased their inquiries, their visits waned, and life continued moving forward while I felt trapped in a standstill. For over three decades, I had been a spouse, a wife. Now, labeled a widow, I grappled with a sense of identity lost.</p><p>The realization that I was no longer married, that the vows of “till death do us part” had indeed come to pass, was a harsh blow. I had expected a lifelong journey with my beloved, but now that path diverged abruptly. The script I had written in my heart clashed with the biblical truth that earthly marriages dissolve in heaven. The knowledge caused months of anguish, pushing me further into the grip of depression. </p><p>In search of solace, I explored various avenues. Medication was offered, but the prospect of side effects led me to seek alternatives. Group grief classes, self-help books, breathing exercises, and conversations with family were all attempted, but none brought the desired relief. I discovered that each person’s path to healing is unique, and what works for one may not resonate with another.</p><p>It was through a persistent pursuit of healing that I found a breakthrough. Seeking therapy, I initially encountered challenges in finding the right counselor who could truly understand the complexities of my grief. After months of searching, I discovered a counselor who employed cognitive behavior therapy (CBT) and eye movement desensitization and reprocessing (EMDR) techniques. CBT allowed me to confront my suppressed emotions, while EMDR helped me navigate the traumatic memories associated with my loss.</p><p>Though the journey has extended beyond two years, I have come to accept that grief is not a hurdle to overcome but a companion to walk alongside. The weight of depression has lessened, though its presence still lingers. I have noticed how the experience has influenced my relationship with stress, amplifying its impact on my life (and work).</p><p>If you find yourself treading the path of grief, I implore you to release the expectation of following a prescribed pattern. Embrace the fluidity and unpredictability of your emotions. Grant yourself the grace to navigate this complex journey at your own pace, for there is no definitive timeframe for grieving.</p><p>Remember, seeking help is not a sign of weakness but an act of self-care and self-compassion. If you feel overwhelmed, reaching out for support can provide the guidance and understanding needed to navigate the labyrinth of grief. Above all, be gentle with yourself.</p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Chapter 4: Unraveling Anger’s Threads</span></p><p>In the intricate tapestry of grief, anger emerges as a formidable thread, weaving its way through our emotions. For a year, I convinced myself that anger had eluded me. I believed I had surpassed this stage entirely. I wasn't angry at God or Lee. I held firm to the understanding that a grander plan, beyond my limited perspective, was at play. I embraced the belief that all things work together for good for those who love God.</p><p>But as life would have it, anger ambushed me when I least expected it. It struck within the walls of my workplace, as I struggled to cope with the demands that once seemed manageable. As an Assistant Dean in charge of school discipline, I cherished my job and the incredible individuals I worked alongside. The school's mission and the opportunity to guide young scholars filled me with purpose. However, the behaviors of students had escalated, casting a heavy burden upon our administrative team. The stress had intensified.</p><p>In the past, I would have found solace in sharing my thoughts with Lee, my rock and confidant. Together, we would navigate the complexities of my mind and find balance. But now, returning home to an empty house, I confronted the weight of the day alone. Fatigue seeped into my bones, compounded by the exhaustion lingering from my experience with Lee's cancer and passing. It became clear that I needed to restore balance to my life, to protect my well-being.</p><p>Making the decision to transition to a different role within the same school was a formidable choice. It mirrored the choice I had made when Lee first passed away—a decision to step down from my role as principal, recognizing my own emotional depletion. The echoes of that past decision reverberated through my thoughts, amplifying my emotions. Anger engulfed me.</p><p>I resented how this experience had transformed me, how the stress no longer dissipated upon leaving work. I fumed at my own fatigue, at the necessity of making such a life-altering decision. It saddened me to part ways with a position I cherished, knowing that self-care compelled me to do so. For weeks, I teetered on the precipice of uncertainty—weighing the prospect of enduring another year, hoping that the stress would subside, against the allure of a less stressful role that failed to ignite the same passion within me.</p><p>Amidst my internal struggle, my administrative team offered compassion, attempting to understand the depth of my emotions even as I grappled for clarity. Ultimately, I chose the path with less stress, relinquishing a job I held dear. And that decision, laced with anger, left me sad. I was angry at the loss of a position I had adored. And when tears spilled in front of my peers, anger fused with embarrassment, a potent cocktail of emotions.</p><p>Yet, even after two long years, I found myself grappling with a disconcerting question: Shouldn't I be feeling better by now? Society's expectations, and perhaps my own self-imposed ones, whispered doubts into my ear. But the truth, as I would eventually learn, is that healing is not bound by a linear timeline. Grief is not a hurdle to clear but a journey to navigate, each step unique to the individual traversing it.</p><p>Anger, like grief itself, defies predetermined schedules and expectations. It gnaws and subsides, rises and retreats, creating a tumultuous inner landscape like the berms on a pump track and as I grappled with the remnants of anger's grip, I began to comprehend that healing, true healing, doesn't adhere to arbitrary deadlines. It unfolds at its own pace, in its own time.</p><p>So, I reminded myself to wait and be kind to myself. </p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Chapter 5: Getting Back Up</span></p><p>Now that grief has come, how do you get back to “normal?” First of all, you will. But “normal” will look different now. There will be a void. You’ve already started. The first important things to getting back on your feet are understanding grief and dealing with your feelings. Now it’s time to focus on you for a while. You can’t recover mentally or emotionally if you aren’t taking care of yourself with diet and exercise. Find something you enjoy to do and do it. </p><p>One thing Lee and I loved was cycling. I find joy when I am on my bike. I try to ride a few times a week just so I can get outside and enjoy nature. When I get outside, it does a few things. First, I refocus on God. I look around to all the beauty He created, and enjoy nature. I get exercise - that’s a good thing! Taking care of your physical body will help heal your emotional body. I usually go along, and it is my time to think. I find that when I am on my bike, I am my most thoughtful and creative self. I use the time to listen to worship songs and it causes me to focus on praise rather than the hardships I am enduring.</p><p>For you, it may not be an exercise. It may be something totally different. Here's a list of activities that can help occupy your mind, promote healing, and provide a positive outlet during times of grief:</p><p>1. Engage in physical exercise: Regular physical activity, such as walking, jogging, yoga, or swimming, can help release endorphins and reduce stress levels.</p><p>2. Practice mindfulness or meditation: These techniques can help you focus on the present moment and promote emotional well-being. There are many apps that you can try as well. Calm and Insight Timer are popular apps. I enjoy both! My favorite is Portal. It’s a sound-scape app. If you happen to own earbuds that allow for an immersive experience, Portal is a wonderful way to escape into the rainforest or redwood national park. </p><p>3. Spend time in nature: Take walks in parks, forests, or by the beach to enjoy the calming effects of nature and gain a fresh perspective. “And why do you worry about clothes? See the wildflowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin.” Matthew 6:28 </p><p>4. Read uplifting books or listen to podcasts: Seek out inspiring stories or motivational content that can uplift your spirits and offer new insights.</p><p>5. Explore creative outlets: Engage in activities like painting, drawing, writing, or playing a musical instrument to express your emotions and promote healing.</p><p>6. Connect with loved ones: Share your feelings with trusted friends or family members who can provide support and understanding during difficult times.</p><p>7. Seek professional help: Consider therapy or counseling to process your grief and receive guidance from a trained professional.</p><p>8. Volunteer or help others: Contributing to a cause or helping those in need can provide a sense of purpose and fulfillment, helping to shift your focus away from grief.</p><p>9. Practice self-care: Engage in activities that bring you joy and relaxation, such as taking warm baths, practicing aromatherapy, or indulging in a hobby you enjoy.</p><p>10. Learn something new: Enroll in a class or workshop to acquire new skills or knowledge, keeping your mind engaged and providing a sense of accomplishment.</p><p>Remember, healing takes time, and it's important to be patient and kind to yourself throughout the process.</p><p>Make time for the activities and people that nurture your spirit, and eventually, you will find your way home. Part of my difficult decisions with work relate to this very fact. In order to fully heal, make time for yourself, fun activities, and people that nurture your spirit. </p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Chapter 6: Navigating Loss on Multiple Fronts</span></p><p>When you're grieving the loss of a spouse, you're grieving the loss of so much more than just a person. It's like an avalanche of emotions, where companionship, shared activities, friends, vacations, dining out, physical touch, shared responsibilities, a supportive presence, family time, and love all become tangled in the web of grief.</p><p>A year after Lee's passing, another blow hit me—my son and his family moved to a different state. Now, I found myself grieving him too. I adore my son, and it breaks my heart not having him close by anymore. He reminds me so much of Lee, especially as he grows older and starts to resemble his dad. They both have that incredible talent for fixing things.</p><p>My daughter and her family also made a move, albeit to a nearby town. They're still within reach, but not as close as they used to be. I grieve the loss of the easy accessibility to seeing her and spending time with my precious grandkids. It used to be a mere 10-minute drive or a breezy 20-minute bike ride, but now it takes around 40 minutes by car. Time and distance have a sneaky way of rearranging our lives.</p><p>And it's not just people that I'm grieving. I miss my jobs too. I genuinely enjoy working in school administration, and I long to get back to it—when the time is right, when I feel ready.</p><p>Holidays have lost their luster as well. The family gatherings are no longer as complete or joyous without Lee's presence. It's a reminder of the void that can never be fully filled</p><p>But here's the thing: these feelings of loss aren't exclusive to those grieving the loss of a spouse. People who have gone through divorce or experienced the passing of a family member can relate to many of these same emotions. It's tough, no matter the circumstances.</p><p>Now, let's talk about supporting someone who is grieving. It's crucial to approach them with sensitivity and understanding. That means being mindful of what we say. So, here are a few things to avoid:</p><p>1. "I know how you feel": While we may think we understand, it's essential to acknowledge that each person's grief is unique. Instead, let them know that you may understand a part of what they're going through.</p><p>2. "It's time to move on" or "You should be over it by now": Grief doesn't follow a set timeline, and everyone processes it differently. Instead, encourage their healing process without imposing expectations or timelines on their grief.</p><p>3. "At least they're in a better place": Although well-intentioned, this statement may invalidate their pain and emotions. Allow them the space to express their grief without minimizing their loss.</p><p>4. "You need to be strong": Grieving individuals may already feel the weight of being strong, so this statement can add to their burden. Instead, offer support and reassure them that vulnerability is okay.</p><p>5. "Everything happens for a reason": While this phrase may seem comforting, it can come across as dismissive or insensitive. It's best to avoid assuming there's a greater purpose behind their grief.</p><p>6. "I know someone who went through the same thing, and they're fine now": Comparing their grief to someone else's journey may invalidate their emotions or make them feel inadequate. Instead, focus on actively listening and providing a safe space for them to share.</p><p>7. "You should be grateful for what you still have": While gratitude can be helpful, suggesting they should be grateful may downplay their pain. Instead, offer empathy and acknowledge their loss.</p><p>8. "Time heals all wounds": Be patient and supportive, recognizing that healing is a personal process. </p><p>9. "Don't cry" or "Be strong for others": Encouraging someone to suppress their emotions may hinder their healing. Instead, create a safe environment where they can freely express their feelings.</p><p>10. "Let me know if there's anything I can do": While well-intentioned, this puts the burden on the grieving person to ask for help. Instead, offer specific ways you can support them, like bringing a meal or running errands. I am not one to ask for help. I am so thankful to the friends that went ahead and did something to help on their own. </p><p>11. “But he (or she) had a good life. My friend Grace added this one in for me! Stating this does not negate the fact that someone died and had a difficult death. </p><p>Remember, providing a listening ear, empathy, and offering practical support can be immensely valuable during someone's grieving process.</p><p>Chapter 7: Embracing Change, Finding the Road</p><p>As we continued our journey through the overgrown pump track, navigating the weeds and eroded surfaces, I couldn't help but draw parallels to the changes we encounter in life. Sometimes, the once-smooth path we were accustomed to takes an unexpected turn, and we find ourselves facing challenges we never anticipated. The track symbolized the challenges we all face at some point, and it became a powerful metaphor for resilience and perseverance.</p><p>As we emerged from the waist-high weeds, spotting the straight line of rollers that led to the road, a surge of determination coursed through me. It was a moment of clarity—an assurance that even when life takes an unexpected turn, there is always a way forward. The road might be obscured by the surrounding uncertainties, but it's there, waiting for us to rediscover it.</p><p>In that moment, I realized that embracing change is not about avoiding the weeds or eroded surfaces; it's about navigating through them with courage and resilience. It's about acknowledging that life's challenges are part of the journey, and they hold within them the potential for growth and transformation. The pump track had changed, but it didn't diminish its significance or the joy it could still bring if we approached it with a different perspective.</p><p>Just like the track, our lives are meant to be ridden. We may encounter unexpected obstacles, setbacks, and moments of doubt, but it's in those moments that we discover our true strength and resilience. We find new ways to navigate the uncertainties, and we adapt to the changing landscape with a renewed sense of purpose.</p><p>So, my dear friend, as you embark on your own journey through life's twists and turns, remember this: change is inevitable, but it doesn't define us. We are defined by how we face those changes, how we ride through the weeds and rocks that come our way. Embrace the challenges, learn from them, and keep rolling forward with unwavering determination.</p><p>The road may seem distant, obscured by the uncertainties of life, but trust that it is there, waiting for you to rediscover it. Embrace the unknown, seek new adventures, and let the twists and turns of life become the catalysts for your personal growth. With each step forward, each pedal turn, remember that you have the resilience and strength within you to overcome any obstacle that comes your way.</p><p>As I conclude this journey, I encourage you to keep riding through life's challenges, knowing that you are capable of finding your road, no matter how winding the path may be. Embrace the change, cherish the lessons, and let your spirit soar as you discover new horizons.</p><p>And so, my friend, may your ride through life be filled with resilience, adventure, and an unwavering spirit. 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Lessons Learned and Moving On.<p>March 2019 was my last post on this blog.</p><p>And how life has changed!</p><p>2019 when I last wrote, I was working as a school principal and about ready to go on the trip of a lifetime - to Italy with my beloved, Lee. We took the trip in June and it was amazing. The best trip EVER! Here are life events since that time:</p><p></p><p></p><ul style="text-align: left;"><li>Travel to Italy on grand trip!</li><li>Lee diagnosed with Glioblastoma brain cancer</li><ul><li>COVID hits USA</li><li>4 types of chemo</li><li>3 brain surgeries</li><li>30 days radiation</li><li>Immunotherapy</li><li>Trips to UCSF for treatment</li><li>Home therapy</li><li>Hospice</li><li>Lee passed away March, 2021</li></ul><li>Lee’s mom died</li><li>Lee’s dad died</li><li>Cycling vacation to BryceCanyon/Zion</li><li>Left principal position - stress of hospice and Lee’s death just too much to handle</li><li>Brett moved to Texas with his family</li><li>Lauren moved to Fair Oaks with her family</li><li>Sammy (dog of 16 years) died</li><li>New job</li><li>Remodeled bathroom</li><li>Remodeled guest room (where Lee’s hospice room was)</li><li>3 different bikes</li><li>Changed job this year (same company)</li><li>3 grandkids and 1 more on the way</li><li>Cycling vacation to Italy</li></ul><div>I never thought so much would happen all within 4 years. FOUR YEARS!! Good grief. No wonder I feel worn out. That’s a lot to handle in four years’ time. </div><div><br /></div><div>So, this blog will be taking a turn. It use to be all about teaching. But I’m not teaching any more and it is no longer my focus. In fact, I’ve left teaching a few times to go into administrative work and the past few times, returned to teaching. But no more. I can proudly say I’m done teaching and am happy to move on.</div><div>I hope to write about life lessons. 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I enjoy reading George Couros’ <i><b>Principal of Change</b></i> blog. He is an inspiring leader and in his recent post he tried something new - #appmaddnesschallenge - inspired by a visit to the New York Knicks game. He encouraged others to try it as well... <i>so here it goes!</i> <b>The #Appmaddnesschallenge Bracket - set up like March Madness basketball bracket. </b><br />
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Here are my top 8 last used apps according to the battery usage on my iPhone: (*This would be totally different using my iPad.)<br />
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Weatherbug<br />
Instagram<br />
Mail<br />
Messages<br />
Podcasts<br />
Music<br />
SportsTracker<br />
AccuWeather<br />
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I was surprised at my list of 8 but I’ll go with it!<br />
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Round 1</h2>
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<b>1. Weatherbug vs Accuweather</b></h3>
Interesting that my number 1 and 8 spot are both <b>weather apps</b>! Weatherbug is a recent download. What I like best about weatherbug is the map that shows lightning strikes! It shows how far away the strikes are - and where. It also shows a map of current fires. Being in California, the fire part is useful. We rarely have lightning - but most recently we have had some storms with lightning and I downloaded the app to see how far the strikes were from school. They were 3 miles away! However, Accuweather is my go-to weather app. I love how it gives a minute by minute forecast for rain - something very useful when it comes to deciding indoor or outdoor recess! It has radar, future radar, US satellite, watches and warnings, alerts, and even Zika risk from mosquitoes when traveling to other countries.<br />
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<b>Winner</b> - <b>Accuweather</b></h3>
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2. Instagram - SportsTracker</h3>
Eeks. Do they really have to go against each other? I get inspiration from Instagram. I prefer visuals so I like it over Facebook. I enjoy watching my daughter and son-in-law’s stories so I can keep up with their running. (<b>@loloverun and @mrsetht</b>) I was surprised to have SportsTracker show up because I am a <b>Strava </b>fan. However, I did use SportsTracker yesterday to track my MTB ride. If Strava were on the list, it would probably win. But it wasn’t so -<br />
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<b>Winner</b> - <b>Instagram</b></h3>
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3. Mail - Music</h3>
Eeks again. I have to choose? That’s tough. I see this as productivity vs. entertainment. I love listening to music. But...I have to give it to mail. It’s a must for work. I just use the regular Mail app from Apple and all my email streams to the same location. Easy Peasy.<br />
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<b>Winner</b> - <b>Mail</b></h3>
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4. Messages - Podcasts</h3>
Tough again. I text often and prefer it to the phone. But I love listening to podcasts as I commute each day. Currently in my library...Stuff You Should Know, The Joycast, Dr. Death, GastroPod, How I Built This, and Up and Vanished. I like Ted Talks Daily but too many posts caused my library to fill so I just listen to it every now and then.<br />
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Winner - Podcasts</h3>
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Round 2</h2>
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1. Accuweather - Podcasts </h3>
Accuweather helps me figure out weather I want to head out on a bike ride or call indoor recess. However, I can also go outside and make a pretty good guess. And - a little bit of rain won't hurt me, right? Podcasts entertain me while I drive to work. They distract me from a long commute.<br />
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Hmmm. Mail can be quite distracting. I find it is best to check just a few times a day. And I can always check it at work on my computer. Sometimes it's best for me NOT to check my email on my phone. I end up replying back short, quick texts since I don't like to type on my phone. It's better for me to reply on a computer. Instagram is more of an inspiration to me. Again, I like to see my daughter’s stories and videos on Instagram. I just like hearing her voice. Family wins. <br />
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We all know social media can be too much of a distraction. As much as I enjoy Instagram, if I want to truly connect with others, it has to be real. I need to make personal visits. When I want to see my daughter, we will use FaceTime or talk on the phone. And she comes in 2 weeks to visit! Woo hoo!<br />
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Podcasts help me enjoy my commute. I can choose inspirational, informative, spiritual, or suspenseful stories. <br />
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This was a fun process. If someone were to ask me my favorite app, I don't really know what I would choose! I have apps for entertainment, productivity, information - it's a tough choice. Want to take the challenge, too? Use the hashtag #AppMadnessChallenge. I'd love to see your winner! </div>
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How does your child learn best? I loved studying <a href="http://multipleintelligencesoasis.org/about/the-components-of-mi/" style="color: #1c6e98;">Howard Garner's Multiple Intelligences</a> when I was in college. I find that it is quite true and I loved sharing the theory of multiple of intelligence with students. I consider about my own kids. My daughter excelled in school, especially reading and writing. She was driven to do her best (and she still is!). My son did not really like school. He wanted to pursue art and music, originally. He grew up thinking he "wasn't smart" because spelling was difficult for him. I knew he was brilliant. He just didn't feel that way because he was comparing himself to others that were <b>linguistic. </b>He pursued his music career until one day the science behind wires intrigued him. He set out to study physics and graduated from Berkeley with a Physics degree. Lauren is body and linguistic "smart" and Brett is musical, spatial, and logical "smart". God has given each the talents and abilities they need to do HIS work. </div>
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You see, there are several types of "intelligences" and schools often focus on linguistic (spelling, reading, writing) and logical/mathematical (math). So, if students struggle with reading or math, they deem themselves as "not smart" which simply isn't true. (Another great reason to study the <a href="https://mindsetonline.com/whatisit/about/">Growth Mindset</a>.) These areas CAN be improved even if they are not the strongest in this area. Most likely your child is "smart" in one or more of the following "intelligences":</div>
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<li><span style="font-family: Roboto, Lucida Grande, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px;">Body/Kinesthetic: the ability to move the body to solve problems. These students benefit from movement, acting, sports, building things, taking apart things, hands-on activities</span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Roboto, Lucida Grande, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px;">Musical: sensitive to sounds, tones, music. These students benefit from songs in order to memorize, etc.</span></span></li>
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<li><span style="font-family: Roboto, Lucida Grande, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px;">Logical/mathematical: the ability to conceptualize logical relations. These students enjoy numbers, charts, graphs, data</span></span></li>
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<li><span style="font-family: Roboto, Lucida Grande, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px;">Intrapersonal: the ability to understand one's own goals and feelings. These students enjoy working on their own, planning, journaling</span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Roboto, Lucida Grande, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px;">Naturalistic: the ability to make distinctions in the world of nature. These students enjoy animals, plants, being outside</span></span></li>
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PJimisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10154509565261085871noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2502827034175785754.post-89362884031310548782018-09-14T11:13:00.001-07:002018-09-14T11:14:08.347-07:00Healthy Parenting<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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As an educator and administrator, I've seen tons of families come and go through the years. And, I've witnessed many, many types of parenting styles:<br />
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Absent parents.<br />
Lenient parents.<br />
Loving parents.<br />
Adventurous parents.<br />
Silly parents.<br />
Committed parents.<br />
Over-bearing parents.<br />
Helicopter parents.<br />
Lawn-mower parents.<br />
Godly parents.<br />
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I want to address the last three on the list!<br />
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Many of us have heard the term "helicopter parent."<br />
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"Helicopter parenting refers to "a style of parents who are over focused on their children," says Carolyn Daitch, Ph.D., director of the Center for the Treatment of Anxiety Disorders near Detroit and author of <i>Anxiety Disorders: The Go-To Guide</i>. "They typically take too much responsibility for their children's experiences and, specifically, their successes or failures," Dr. Daitch says. Ann Dunnewold, Ph. D., a licensed psychologist and author of Even June Cleaver Would Forget the Juice Box, calls it "overparenting." "It means being involved in a child's life in a way that is overcontrolling, overprotecting, and overperfecting, in a way that is in excess of responsible parenting," Dr. Dunnewold explains."<br />
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The problem with helicopter parenting is that it backfires leaving kids with decreased confidence, low self-esteem, increased anxiety, or undeveloped life skills (Bayless, Parenting.com). I have to admit, I think I did some of this with my own parenting. As a teacher at the school where my own kids attended, I was overly concerned with what was going on in the classroom. When my kids were in high school, the grades were online and I checked their grades <u>every night</u>. I look back now and realize although I had good intentions, I should have had more of a healthy balance.<br />
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You may also have heard about the term "lawn-mower parent."<br />
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It's been said that the lawn mower parent is the new helicopter parent. "Lawnmower parents go to whatever lengths necessary to prevent their child from having to face adversity, struggle, or failure." (<a href="https://www.weareteachers.com/lawnmower-parents/">WeTeachers</a>) This is the parent that immediately comes to the child's rescue so that the child does not face a struggle or failure. "We are creating a generation that has no what idea what to do when they actually encounter struggle. A generation who panics or shuts down at the mere idea of failure." (<a href="https://www.weareteachers.com/lawnmower-parents/">WeTeachers</a>) </div>
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I know parents have the best of intentions. And, I realize I was definitely a lawn mower parent. I made sure I mowed down most of the difficulties my kids might face. I placed items in backpacks for my kids even when they were in <i>high school</i>! I drove home to get missing shoes. I heard it once said that it's good to allow kids to fail while they are young so that they may practice what to do with the failure while in the presence of a wiser person. They learn how to deal with struggles and difficulties. If we mow down all threats, they don't practice and don't learn what to do. Now - don't read into this too much! Parents need to keep their kids safe and loved. Protecting our kids from struggles or difficulties <i>is </i>sometimes necessary. It's hard to have a healthy balance.</div>
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So, I look to the final strategy on the list and that is to use God as the example of parenting. He loves unconditionally. He listens. He instructs. He disciplines. His mercies are new every morning. There are many voices that may tell you how to parent - my answer is to listen to what God says through His Word. Read the Bible often. Teach your kids to live by His standards. Help them through tough situations by praying for them and with them. Demonstrate patience. Find time to spend quality time together. </div>
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PJimisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10154509565261085871noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2502827034175785754.post-37788339719596017932018-09-01T13:40:00.001-07:002018-09-04T13:09:57.137-07:00When the Going Gets Tough...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Yes, I know it’s cliche. But, it is really quite true. It’s soooo easy to give up on things when it gets tough. I have to use my daughter as an example of determination. She is my inspiration.<br />
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Our daughter is a marathon and ultra runner. She is simply amazing. I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone as determined as Lauren. Well, her husband Seth is just as determined! They work hard and train hard. They are both amazing athletes. They have gotten this way through a LOT of hard work...more than the average person would endure. They get up early, eat healthy, work a full day, and put in a second set of training. They push themselves physically and spiritually. They are active with church and their social groups.<br />
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Lauren ran in the Olympic trials, and Seth took 4th in the World Duathlon in 2016 (<a href="https://www.teamusa.org/USA-Triathlon/News/Blogs/Collegiate-Recruit-Blog/2016/July/11/Racing-at-Duathlon-Worlds">Racing-at-Duathlon-World</a>). Besides training and working full time, they are also <a href="https://www.teamtotten.com/">coaches</a>. </div>
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I am writing about Lauren this weekend because today she finished another big event. She ran in a 50k trail run. Yes, 50k - that’s 31 miles of trail running. Trail runs are beautiful but hard and technical. A trail run involves not only running, but paying attention to rough terrain, climbing, rocks, streams...let’s just say it’s hard. She came in 1st female - state champion for women! It was a great accomplishment. </div>
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I try not to be a quitter but sometimes it’s just hard! Last year I ran a 21 mile trail run after spending 10 days in India, getting sick, and not running for 3 weeks. Not a smart idea. But, I went for it. At mile 15 I was done. I mean...done. I didn’t think I could even walk. Then, Lauren called. <i>She talked me through the rest of the run.</i> I was so glad I completed it and thankful that her call came in just in time.<i> She encouraged me and told me I could do it. </i></div>
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Parents,<i> help build determination in your kids</i>. It’s a wonderful quality to be able to persevere when times get tough. It’s easy to bail our kids out or let them quit when they get frustrated. But building perseverance and determination are character traits that will help them in many aspects of life. Things may get tough. Encourage your child. Tell them they can do it. Cheer them on. Whether sports, music, academics - whatever the challenge - help your child not quit through your encouraging words. </div>
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Sometimes life just gets hard. The week before school started, my son had heart surgery, my mom that just moved in with us was diagnosed with cancer, and my father-in-law became so ill my husband had to fly out to Oregon to be with his family. Yet within all of this, I had <em style="font-weight: inherit;">peace</em>. God is in control.</div>
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God calls us to have a grateful heart. One year I was blessed to be able to visit a school in a poverty stricken portion of Ethiopia. The teachers had a classroom stuffed with 80 students. The room was equipped with four clay walls and benches. That's all. Oh - and one very small chalkboard with simple paper for classroom information. Many students walk 2 1/2 hours to get to school (one way) and they carry their prized possession...if they are lucky to have one...a textbook. (See pictures above) The<em style="font-weight: inherit;"> joy </em>that exuded from the classroom was clear. Students were filled to the brim with gratitude. They were so thankful to be able to<em style="font-weight: inherit;"> receive</em> an education. The classroom often pushed the limits of 80 students so others would stand outside, all day, and peer in through the window just to be able to hear the teacher and take part in<em style="font-weight: inherit;"> learning</em>. I remember the culture shock returning to our American school - a school full of every thing imaginable as far as educational supplies - yet lacking in gratitude.</div>
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"Nothing turns us into bitter, selfish, dissatisfied people more quickly than an ungrateful heart. And nothing will do more to restore contentment and the JOY of our salvation than a true spirit of thankfulness." Billy Graham</div>
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Whenever life gets hard, or whenever I am feeling upset or concerned, I count my blessings. Sometimes it's as simple as, "Thank you for this comfy chair I am sitting in. Thank you that my dogs greet me each night. Thank you for glasses." I literally start thinking of absolutely everything I can be thankful for. I pray. I give my burdens to the Lord for HIM to carry. He fills me with His peace. Joy returns.</div>
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Our school year is about ready and we will soon be off and running! I am super excited for this year. I've done a lot trying to get the year off to a great start. We started with redecorating my office and the teacher conference room:</div>
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Our theme is "Rooted to be Fruited" -- helping students be rooted in God's word in order to have the fruits of the Holy Spirit. Kids will get fruit to put up on our fruit stand when they demonstrate the fruits of the Holy Spirit and are recognized by a teacher or staff!</div>
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Teachers created this bulletin board with darling pineapple faces. We painted them at our staff retreat up at <a href="https://www.diamondarrow.org/">Diamond Arrow</a>.</div>
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I'm getting ready by reading <i style="font-weight: bold;"><a href="https://shelleyburgess.com/pirate-books/">Lead Like a Pirate</a> </i>by Shelley Burgess. I love all the PIRATE books and have read many! The books truly helped me transform as a teacher. From their website: "<span style="background-color: white; color: #272727; font-family: Georgia, Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 16px;">In </span><span style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #272727; font-family: Georgia, Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><i>Lead Like a PIRATE</i></span><span style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #272727; font-family: Georgia, Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">, </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #272727; font-family: Georgia, Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 16px;">education leaders Shelley Burgess and Beth Houf map out the character traits necessary to captain a school or district. You’ll learn where to find the treasure that’s already in your classrooms and schools—and how to bring out the very best in your educators. This book will equip and encourage you to be relentless in your quest to make school amazing for your students, staff, parents, and communities." It is my hope that Victory Christian be continue to be <b><i>the most </i></b>amazing school for students, staff, and families! </span></div>
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If you are a working mom...or just a really busy person like me...this book is a must! I battle to do ALL things well. At the end of the day, I am often stretched too thin. Some of it is my own fault...I take on too much. Some of it is because of my perfectionistic tendencies. Jessica Turner helps you establish clear work boundaries, become more efficient and less stressed, and how to prioritize self-care. </div>
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That's probably why I am an educator. I've loved school as long a I can remember. I've always been curious and I love learning new things. Reflection is important to me - I'm constantly wondering how I could have done something better. I'm my own harshest critic.</div>
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When I first started teaching, I was one of <i>those</i> teachers. I thought I couldn't smile until after Christmas or I might lose control of my class. If a paper didn't have a name on it, I threw it away. No name, no grade. My classroom management was strict and I must say a bit harsh. It's all I knew. </div>
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When I had my own kids (about 3 years after my start of my career), I loosened up a bit. I realized that I needed to show my students how much I loved and respected them. This helped. A lot. I no longer tossed out papers without names - I didn't want someone doing that to my child. Having kids helped me see my job from a <i>parent's point of view</i>.</div>
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A few years ago I took a job in a public school where I was able to use many of these newer classroom management techniques. Oh, how I wish I had used these years before! I built my classroom around <b>relationship</b> - classroom community, shared vision, social contracts, student choice, flexible seating, and positive teacher talk. Instead of me giving the rules, <i>we</i> created a social contract as a class together. I gave students their own seating options and found that instead of losing control of the room, there was more management and learning than before. Students rose to the occasion and were respectful, responsible, curious, eager to learn. I read books such as <i>Teach Like a Pirate </i>and even did something I thought I would never do - I gave the room to the students. They taught, managed, prepared, lead...it was our student lead day. It was amazing. It was fun seeing my job from a <i>student's point of view. </i></div>
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I have known of way too many teachers - many new, young teachers, who have quit the teaching profession due to burn out. Let's face it. A miserable teacher really shouldn't be teaching. </div>
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So, today I am going to write about how I have avoided burn out. At least, it's a guess of why I have avoided it! I'm not 100% sure - I just have some hunches. </div>
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1. Give thanks.</h4>
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There are so many things to be thankful for. When we focus on what "could be" or "should be" rather than what we have, we get the poor-me-syndrome. A few years ago I had the privilege of visiting a small orphanage/school in a rural part of Mozambique, Africa. It was fascinating. The classrooms were all painted a weird red/pink color on the inside and consisted of benches and a front chalk board. That's all. The teacher stood in front of the class and spoke with no manipulatives, no technology, no paper or pen...you get the picture. And you know what else I noticed? The kids were happy. They sang, clapped, danced, answered questions, smiled. They were "doing school" with nothing and it worked. I went back to my classroom and instead of complaining about all the things I wasn't happy with, I started listing all the blessings I had. There were many!</div>
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Strive to learn something new each day! Learning helps us grow and improve in our profession. Subscribe to blogs, follow awesome fellow teachers on Twitter, try a new class from <a href="https://skl.sh/2OdxyZW">Skillshare!</a> Earlier this year I tore my retina and was bed-bound for weeks. I took tons of<a href="https://skl.sh/2OdxyZW"> Skillshare</a> classes. They weren't related to education, but I can use some of the things I learned in my career. Love. It. </div>
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Finding a balance between work like and home life can be very difficult for a teacher. Most teachers I know are also the hardest working individuals I know. You have to keep a healthy balance in order to avoid burn out. As a past teacher, I spent my summers getting ready for the next school year. I had a hard time saying no - <b>to myself! </b>I was constantly working, planning, creating. Nonstop. I admit. Balance is a hard one for me. One thing I DO do, though, is make time for myself. I love to ride my bike, run, cook, draw, write, and paint. I make time for the things I love to do. Even though I work like a crazy woman most days, I work hard and play hard. My exercise time is built into my day and it naturally adds the balance I need. </div>
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PJimisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10154509565261085871noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2502827034175785754.post-32119548792108025932018-07-08T07:35:00.000-07:002018-07-08T07:35:07.315-07:00Paper or Digital Planner?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Digital planner or paper? As a new principal, I have a lot of things to keep track of. Right now I am using both. Yes! And I know I just need to pick one and keep with it.<br />
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I researched and researched planners and decided to buy the Panda Planner as seen <a href="http://www.businessinsider.com/best-planner/#the-best-planner-overall-1">here. </a> I love the simple, clean design and the fact that I can number the dates as I go. If I don't write anything one day, it isn't a blank page in a journal. I just write the next date. As a former teacher, I have loved my Erin Condren planners as well. But this one may be a new favorite. Yet, I find that I take notes on each day so that I will have a record of what I have done, fully intending to use the notes. But I never look back at them. Hmmm.<br />
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I do think I will use my iPad for drop by visitations. I created a simple form using Keynote and saved it as a jpg. I can pull it up in Good Notes and write directly on the page, then send it easily via email to the teacher. I also bought an observation checklist from <a href="http://www.principalprinciples.net/2017/05/classroom-observation-checklist-digital.html">Principal Principles</a> that I think I'll enjoy using!<br />
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Oh - and the first picture? I designed staff t-shirts this week. It's so easy using the Cricut! Just design, let the Cricut cut, and iron on. I hope my staff will love them!<br />
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I'm starting a new chapter and I am so excited! Most of my career I have worked in (and attended) Christian schools. A couple of years ago I decided to try a local charter school. I loved the experience and learned a ton about teacher professional development, Common Core, and standards based grading. My students were awesome and I received wonderful pay. But, the experience confirmed in me WHY I love Christian school education. There is nothing like being able to openly pray with students and disciple them in biblical truth. And although I truly believe that Christian educators belong in public schools, I knew it wasn't for me.<br />
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I am stepping back into administration and am blessed to join a wonderful Christian school. Usually at this time of the year, I am posting pictures of things I'm getting ready for my classroom. So, this time I am posting changes to my office! I'm not quite done, but it's a start! First...the before pictures:<br />
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We started by moving in my tiny desk. It's a little, old desk I bought a few years ago off Craigslist. I like the old feel and clanky drawers.</div>
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Finally, here is the back of my desk. Of course, I have to have a lamp and essential oil diffuser. The chair is also an old one I picked up from a garage sale and had at home. It's not super comfy but I hope I'll be up walking around a lot. </div>
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Finally, I've been having fun following <a href="http://www.principalprinciples.net/">Principal's Principles!</a> I love her tips and goodies. She has a great book I purchased with fun ideas for staff morale throughout the year. I'm having a great time working on engaging in-service days. </div>
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PJimisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10154509565261085871noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2502827034175785754.post-77589962335494222082018-06-02T13:51:00.000-07:002018-06-02T13:51:04.205-07:00Good-bye!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I wanted to take time to tell you how much I have totally and completed LOVED teaching these kids this year. Really, they have been up with the top of my favorite classes. They are hard working, friendly, funny, and thoughtful students with excellent manners. I've been impressed with them the entire year. It makes leaving teaching a little hard to leave such a great group. </div>
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Thank you, parents, for your support this year. Thank you for raising awesome kids and always being there to help for volunteer events and classroom needs. </div>
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Thank you for a great year. Next year you can find me at Victory Christian School in Carmichael.</div>
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I'm sorry if you've felt like I've drifted off the planet. I assure you - I am still here! (smile) I've been on quite a journey these past 4 weeks with a torn retina - in two different places, retinal hemorrhage, and vitreous detachment. The last time I thought I'd be back at work, he found another tear and I started from day 1 again. This is the first time in my 30+ years of teaching that I have been off work more than 5 days - let alone missing Open House (Core Knowledge Night). I'm generally an active person and I've been laying for 10 days on my side and sitting for 4 week now. No running. No cycling. Barely any walking. I did go to church this week - that was a treat!</div>
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The sad part - I don't know how my appointment will go Friday! I am hoping for good news but am skeptical as well since my eye is not as clear as it was a couple of days ago which is a bit worrisome. And while I've not been active, I find that my eyes are very fatigued. You know how as a kid your mom would tell you not to cross your eyes...but you did anyway to try it...and it kind of hurt? That's how my eyes feel most of the time. I think all the straining of trying to focus gets them worn out!</div>
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In the mean time, I've been able to watch student reports on SeeSaw and I collected items to grade from Ms Dowd who drove all the way up to El Dorado Hills to deliver them to me!! She deserves a pat on the back - and maybe some chocolate and coffee for that!</div>
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One of my strengths in "StrengthsFinder" is learning. I love learning! So I've been taking tons of online courses in SkillShare. Yes - fun stuff. I've been working on watercoloring, lettering, and turning watercolor art into digital pictures. All the chalkboard pictures were done on my iPad with an iPad Pencil! I love it!!</div>
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And...I have busy times ahead of me. I am sorry to let you know I will not be returning to Rocklin Academy next year. I've accepted a position as principal of Victory Christian Elementary School in Carmichael. I know a lot about Victory from my time working in private Christian schools and am really excited about the opportunity. I've valued my time at Rocklin and love love love my students here. Working back in the private school system is something I am looking forward to doing once again. Thank you for the opportunity to serve your wonderful, amazing 6th graders! They have blessed me immensely!</div>
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I was driving home Saturday from CostCo talking to my son who was visiting. I was telling him about a recent ophthalmologist visit when I started noticing black dots all over the sky. I was intrigued. I told him - "Wow!! Look at all those black dots! There must be hundreds of them!" By the time I got home, the hundreds had turned into thousands.<br />
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Then, sitting at the kitchen table, a "swoosh" took over my eye and the thousands of dots were covered like a veil of grey mixed with cobwebs. If I tried to look hard, I could see that the dots were now millions of pieces, floating, mixing, swooshing around. It was weird. As scary as it was, I did think it was intriguing.<br />
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By this time I had lost 90% of my vision in my right eye. It wasn't painful...just really weird. I waited until Sunday to go to emergency. (PS don't wait) After a full day, I ended up at another ophthalmologist office and found out I had Posterior Vitreous Detachment with Vitreous Hemorrhage. Sounds icky, but I understand it can be common. People get this for many reasons - mine seems to be severe myopia which I inherited from my dad who also had PVD and retina detachment with multiple surgeries ... and Macular Degeneration.<br />
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This week I am home from work sitting up and taking it easy while the vitreous falls back into place. I have about 40-50% of my vision now which is good and I am thankful for my left eye which sees great! (Although I am told will probably have the same thing happen to it.)<br />
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I am enjoying my time at home writing in my new happiness journal my daughter gave me for my birthday #52HappyLists. I'm listening to worship music and enjoying practicing my watercoloring.</div>
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Even one-eyed at the moment, I have so much to be grateful for and am beyond blessed. </div>
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My students informed me this week that they often do their homework using <a href="https://itunes.apple.com/us/app/houseparty/id1065781769?mt=8" rel="noopener" target="_blank">Houseparty </a>- a group video chat app. I can see the benefits and dangers of this. Students receive a notification as soon as a friend is on. They can have up to 8 on at a time as a private or group chat. "Where this opens up an entire new circle of communication and online safety is that if one person in the chat happens to be connected to a user and the others are not friends, those connections are still able to join the conversation because of the mutual connection. Which means that kids who do not know each other have the opportunity to be chatting with people they do not know. Also of concern, is the ability to take a screenshot of the people you are chatting with, without them knowing about it "(SociallySafe, 2016 <a href="https://educateempowerkids.org/dangerous-apps-2017/">quoted from this site</a>).<br />
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The problem may also be cheating. Last year, simply texting was a problem. I found that students would take screenshots of their finished work and text it to friends so that they would all have the answers. Now, students can just video chat and share the work. There is no evidence of a photo left on the phone.<br />
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Along with collaboration, students just finished their stick puppet shows! They chose a MesoAmerican Folklore story to illustrate with a puppet show. We mixed a little of old fashioned with a little of technology! Students chose a story, wrote a script, drew the backdrops and figures, then recorded the shows. I must say, they were darling. </div>
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That's what I was telling myself just yesterday. You see, back in October I signed on with a running/training group to train for the South Folsom Trail Run - 21 miles and almost 2,000 feet of climbing. I trained hard and was getting in great running shape. Then - I went to India. Not only did I not run in India, I sat a LOT. When I came back, I was very ill for almost 2 weeks and also did not run. Just last week I ran a total of about 12 miles...6 being my longest with two 3 mile days. Help. </div>
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Then - my daughter let me know she and her husband were driving from Santa Barbara to cheer me on. Yikes! I told her I wasn't ready and couldn't run it. She said, "That's okay - we already made plans and are coming anyway." Even the night before I said I wouldn't go because it was supposed to be 35 degrees and rain. I woke up Saturday and -although it was cold- it wasn't raining and I decided to attempt the 13.5 mile run instead. In the meantime, Seth decided he would run a race downtown since I said I wasn't going to run and they went off to Sacramento.</div>
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At the half marathon turn around, I decided - "How bad can 8 more miles be?" I was feeling good so I decided to go for the 21. What was I thinking? It was pain.fullllll. At mile 15 my legs were both cramping, my back hurt, and I was exhausted. I decided I would bail. Then...my daughter texted, "How are you doing?" Augh. I called her back and let her know I was going to drop. She proceeded to talk me out of quitting ... urging me on and telling me I COULD do it. (I continued to argue that I couldn't.) As most of you know, she is a marathoner and she runs into the "wall" often. She told me to focus on each mile at a time...or the next hill at a time...or next few steps at a time...but to keep going. She then called back every 15 minutes to keep encouraging me. Yep - I finished with my last 2 miles running in hail! This reminds me of how much encouragement helps! </div>
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Do you know about the AMAZING event that is happening soon? <a href="https://musikkorps.no/wctwirling2018/">The World Championship Twirling</a> in Norway and GUESS WHAT? <b><i>Our very own Olivia </i></b>will be <b><i>representing the United States</i></b>! Yes, we are thrilled for her. Here is a great <a href="https://www.facebook.com/WFNBTA/videos/1380785661964321/">promo video to watch. </a> We are excited for you, Olivia!</div>
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It's coming - MAP testing and CAASPP testing. How can you help?</div>
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1. Make sure your child gets a good night's sleep each night and eats a healthy breakfast. A healthy body helps with a healthy mind!</div>
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Because of all our testing, we will have some altered schedules at school. Next week we are also out at noon. Students will be testing 8:30-9:45. We will take a short break, then move on to history. Students will switch classes around 11:10. </div>
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After spring break, we will start our 3rd unit in ELA - <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dragonwings">Dragonwings</a>. We focus on writing with perspective. We will also begin CAASPP testing. Did you know your child can practice CAASPP tests? Visit <a href="http://www.caaspp.org/practice-and-training/index.html">HERE</a> and click the green training button to sign in <i><b>as a guest</b></i>! Parents, this is a great way for you to see what the test is like, as well. </div>
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Parents, please read the school email regarding student pick up and parking. It has important information!</div>
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Warning - this is a long post so wait to read it until you have a bit of spare time! I have just returned from 10 days in India. Okay - it was really 6 days with 4 travel days...and a lot of travel while I was there! </div>
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Before I tell you all about India, I will let you know what else is going on in my life. The day I left, my son went in to have a procedure on his heart. He was born with congenital heart defects and this was a planned procedure. He chose the date and he didn't realize it was the day I was leaving for India. (He is 25 and married living in Auburn.) There were complications and I didn't find out until yesterday, the date I arrived back to the US, that he had been placed in ICU. Long story short - he is in the hospital today having more heart surgery. (Update - he is out of surgery and healing.)</div>
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Now - on to my trip! I went with a group to work with kids in 4 different villages in Northern India. These villages are very, very poor. We had clinics of hand washing / sanitation and we also had stories and crafts, relays (games), and songs. </div>
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We had 4 days of visiting several villages. In one village, we were able to attend a project where they receive before and after school care as well as lunch. It was a joy to be able to meet the kids and spend time with them. We taught sanitation, hand washing, crafts, games, and songs. </div>
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We ended our stay in Varanasi, home to Hinduism. We took a boat ride on the Ganges River at sunrise. The Ganges is a holy river to the Hindu religion. </div>
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Cremation ceremonies. The ashes are put into the river. </div>
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PJimisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10154509565261085871noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2502827034175785754.post-30270020072903533892018-02-04T07:03:00.000-08:002018-02-04T07:03:40.734-08:00MLA Tools<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I admit...I am a very competitive person. We won our second rally with our awesome class spirit!! Woo hoo! Thank you to all our students who came out donning purple or orange! In our class we will celebrate February 16 (Jimison homeroom). </div>
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We have started studying Ancient India in class. We are using lots of webquests, a culminating project (due Feb 15), and group work. And guess what? I am going to India over our winter break in February! It will be a short trip - half of it travel time - but I am excited to go. It will be fun to see in person some of the things we have been studying including the Ganges River. </div>
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This week we focused on on-demand writing. This was quite a challenge for many students! The on demand writing prompts are prevalent in the CAASP and Smarter Balanced tests and I want to make sure students have some practice. During an on-demand prompt, students are given a prompt and text(s) in which to write a 3-5 paragraph essay during a limited time period. Our ELA class had 1 day to read texts and look at the prompt, 1 day to plan, and 50 minutes in which to write the essay. Time management is crucial for college and career readiness as well. Overall, I was very pleased with the quality of the essays. Most students had a hook and thesis statement, cited evidence with explanations, and good organization. Tuesday I will return the essays and students will work to improve anything they missed and will resubmit for a retake.<br />
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We started our short Rome study and incorporated some poetry writing within the unit. Students were so imaginative with their Haikus and Cinquains! I was quite impressed!<br />
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As many of you may have heard, Mrs. O'Neill moved down to Los Angeles. She was our neighbor ELA teacher. But...our own student teacher, now credentialed, Ms. Dowd will be taking her place! So exciting! We are thrilled for her and we get to see her every day now!</div>
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First, we added a new son to our family - Seth! Our daughter married into an amazing family. We love the Tottens! And...</div>
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...my son attempted to teach me to dance. Yes, I never learned. I attended private schools most of my life where dancing was not allowed. Thankfully, he is patient and is a great swing dancer!</div>
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In May our son graduated with a Physics degree from UC Berkeley. Huge accomplishment! He is now working as a Device Test Engineer for TSI in Rocklin.</div>
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I moved buildings at school. That was a lot of work! I have #toomuchteacherstuff. </div>
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Our son married a beautiful woman of God named Naomi. We are so blessed by her.</div>
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We went on a much needed vacation for our 30th ANNIVERSARY!! We went to Venice and Paris. Oh. So. Fun.<br />
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And in Paris I got to visit the huge Nespresso store and buy tons of Nespresso pods!</div>
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Reality set in with a return to work. But...I have amazing students so<i> it's all good!</i></div>
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Lauren and Seth ran CIM together and set the US record for the fastest marathon time, combined, of a married couple. Yep. They are pretty fast! Read the <a href="http://www.sacbee.com/news/local/article187872134.html" target="_blank">article here. </a></div>
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I finished my school year 2017 by making 60 scarves for my students. Wow. Now that was a job! I thought it would be quick but... hmmmm... I think I will have to come up with something else next year!</div>
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My final week of 2017 has been spent with family at home and lots of MTB riding and trail runs! </div>
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PJimisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10154509565261085871noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2502827034175785754.post-63171014517745402012017-11-26T08:38:00.000-08:002018-07-06T09:44:48.227-07:00Getting Lost - and the Growth Mindset<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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How do you get lost in your own hometown? Let me say - it is possible. I did this. <b>Just yesterday. </b>Yep. Plumb lost! I went out on a new mountain bike trail and saw a "single track" to the left and decided to take it.<br />
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It split into multiple single tracks and before I knew it, I had worked my way into a pickle. The single track disappeared and I found myself with my bike on the side of a mountain trying to figure out where to go.<br />
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Isn't life like this? Decisions all around. We are on one path, and all of a sudden find ourselves on another. And...sometimes...we find that the path isn't clear --or that it's down-right gone. How do you handle those difficult times in life? In class, we teach about the growth mindset. We realize that challenges can be good. In fact, some challenges - like my ride - are beautiful if you just look around and focus on the good.<br />
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Sometimes learning isn't easy. Embrace the struggle and grow. Remember to talk to your child about having a growth mindset.</div>
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I loved our short week! Didn't you!? Thursday was tons of fun ending the day with our first middle school rally. Jimison class theme was black and sunglasses (since our future is so bright). Paul theme was black and glow sticks. Yes - both teachers are super competitive. I must admit - I wished I had come up with that theme. I loved the glow stick idea. In the end - we won!! Woo hoo! I don't know if it was for our class theme or teacher spirit...I've heard both. But, either way, the class wins an ice cream party. Yes! So excited!</div>
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NEXT WEEK is our food drive week and ...it is a competition!! CostCo is a great place to buy in bulk it you want. Each item is one point. Buy 12 cans = 12 points! The food goes to Placer County Food Bank so know you will be blessing someone with your donation. </div>
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<b>Monday-</b> Canned Corn/ Canned Green Beans - Crazy ‘Bout Corn -Crazy hair day<br />
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<b> Tuesday</b>- Canned Pumpkin/ Canned Sweet Potatoes- Neon colors or tie dye colors<br />
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<b>Wednesday</b>- Salad Dressing- Mismatch outfit<br />
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<b> Thursday</b>- Stuffing mix/ Instant Mashed Potatoes - Bring in stuffed animal <br />
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<b>Friday- </b>Frozen Turkeys (not in barrel; Friday morning only at drop off) - PJ day<br />
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Canned Ham <br />
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The students always amaze me with their awesome work! </div>
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Finally, I'll share my past weekend with you! Our daughter was married in February and we were able to travel to Santa Barbara to visit them. It was a super short - but sweet - visit. </div>
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Awesome coffee at Handlebar.</div>
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Great food at Vegetarian Restaurant - Mesa Verde</div>
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