I've always said that January is the month of nothing.
It's cold, it's brown, and nobody can remember what year it is--so it might as well not exist.
But that's not really January's fault, is it?
And some things do happen in January if you just pay attention.
Stuff that happened this January
I made pancakes. Twice.
I saw Frozen for the fourth time.
(in foreeeevveeerrrr...sorry)
It snowed/is currently snowing.
I played in the snow while singing the Frozen soundtrack.
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Audrey and I went hiking in Narnia (Grandaddy's backyard) at Grandaddy's 85th birthday party.
The dentist said I had NO CAVITIES!
Which makes all the Starbucks I drank OK.
I gave a long presentation about China at a nursing home and loved having time to REALLY talk about it.
After a month of not going to school, I got to sub again and it was AWESOME.
I even subbed middle schoolers...and liked it.
Downton Abbey started up again.
The dog who wasn't a good fit for us found a new home.
I saw a lot of friends, even if I feel like I didn't.
Including a lot of time with these two silly boys:
I gave Fabio's aunt's baby an English name. His Chinese name, Wu Tong Yu, means tree/strong/healthy, and his new English name is Woody.
I read all the way through my crazy college blog, missed college, and then didn't miss college.
I went to my fabulous coworker Janice's birthday party and we all got our groove on with some Just Dance.
And I struggled with some emotions.
I felt lonely because, even though I have friends, I've not got many here in Sevierville who are single and in the same stage of life as I am.
I felt inadequate because I'm living at home without a "real" teaching job.
I felt insecure because I'm not sure what's happening next, and stuck because I think I'm supposed to stay here for a while.
I felt sad because, yes, even seven months later I still crave Chinese food and miss my Asian babies. Part of me was left behind at Shanxi Modern Bilingual School.
Some of my moping probably could have been remedied if the weather had been warm enough to go outside, or if I'd asked for more hugs, or if I hadn't spent so much time alone with my thoughts.
But it shows that here, in the dead of winter, I'm still being made to grow.
It's cold, it's brown, and nobody can remember what year it is--so it might as well not exist.
But that's not really January's fault, is it?
And some things do happen in January if you just pay attention.
Stuff that happened this January
I made pancakes. Twice.
I saw Frozen for the fourth time.
(in foreeeevveeerrrr...sorry)
It snowed/is currently snowing.
I played in the snow while singing the Frozen soundtrack.
Audrey and I went hiking in Narnia (Grandaddy's backyard) at Grandaddy's 85th birthday party.
The dentist said I had NO CAVITIES!
Which makes all the Starbucks I drank OK.
I gave a long presentation about China at a nursing home and loved having time to REALLY talk about it.
After a month of not going to school, I got to sub again and it was AWESOME.
I even subbed middle schoolers...and liked it.
Downton Abbey started up again.
The dog who wasn't a good fit for us found a new home.
I saw a lot of friends, even if I feel like I didn't.
Including a lot of time with these two silly boys:
I gave Fabio's aunt's baby an English name. His Chinese name, Wu Tong Yu, means tree/strong/healthy, and his new English name is Woody.
I read all the way through my crazy college blog, missed college, and then didn't miss college.
I went to my fabulous coworker Janice's birthday party and we all got our groove on with some Just Dance.
And I struggled with some emotions.
I felt lonely because, even though I have friends, I've not got many here in Sevierville who are single and in the same stage of life as I am.
I felt inadequate because I'm living at home without a "real" teaching job.
I felt insecure because I'm not sure what's happening next, and stuck because I think I'm supposed to stay here for a while.
I felt sad because, yes, even seven months later I still crave Chinese food and miss my Asian babies. Part of me was left behind at Shanxi Modern Bilingual School.
Some of my moping probably could have been remedied if the weather had been warm enough to go outside, or if I'd asked for more hugs, or if I hadn't spent so much time alone with my thoughts.
But it shows that here, in the dead of winter, I'm still being made to grow.
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