Oh, the battles we've faced and the goals we have accomplished! From college kids ignorantly blissful about our new family to successful adults who were able to succeed when no one thought we could. Fulfilling our own life's purpose; our own life's dream; making our way to our own pyramids. How can I not think of The Alchemist when I think about how we've had our own paths to take in this journey of life? It's hard to believe that we have come so far and to a place where we are really where we want to be.
Congratulations to you! And, congratulations to me!
I watched you wake up this morning and dress in your slacks, shirt, and tie. Then, I watched as you pulled your white coat over your shoulders. The same white coat I saw on the back of the couch before we went to sleep last night with a stethoscope lying on top of it. This is a man living his dreams, I thought. Even through it all - you're able to fulfill your dreams. I'm so proud of you and you should be proud, too.
Then, I drove into my parking spot at school after dropping off the children. I walked into AHS and felt at home in my profession: the room I've decorated with my books and my literary world; the kids whom I love. I'm so glad to be where I am - where I'm meant to be. How blessed and fortunate are we to live the lives we planned after all the trials and all the work; to have made it to these pyramids of our dreams. The blood, sweat, and tears that have lead us here.
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