Of Returning

Editor’s Note: For those who might be new to this blog, and/or just forgot, “Steve” refers to a stroke that occurred to me.

Facebook post from 2020. That day I was asked that question, and later I overhead the comment.

I fully returned to work last week. I survived! I had been out since June 2021 and I came back part-time back in January 2022. I had planned to post this Friday, but I was wiped! (Is should add that I’ve been working most of this weekend catching up too.) It feels as if I really was out for than a year. Spring 2021 was marked by COVID as many kids stayed home when we went to in-person learning. Additionally my junior college gig stayed, and to my knowledge it is still, in distance learning, so this all made me feel that I hadn’t really taught for over a year.

I occasionally take photos out my classroom window, 2016.

This time last year my days were full of occupational therapy, speech therapy, and boredom. I’m not lamenting, quite the opposite. The therapies allowed me to get where I am and the boredom made take needed naps for rest. It has been great getting back to the classroom; the classroom is my element.

Often I take random shots of campus. This caption was "Storms a comin‘.” 2016

Actually teaching again makes me keenly aware of how Steve affected me but also how much I’ve progressed following meeting Steve. All I could do about teaching prior to last week was speculate if I could still teach. Now I know I can do it and more importantly I’m learning how to adapt.

Steve who?

Often I take random photos in my classroom, especially when they are of gifts from students. This was an Alpaca made from Alpaca hair?, wool?, must be wool, brought from Peru,

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