sunlight becomes you so

sunlight becomes you so
Originally uploaded by MichelleCox<36

Sometimes I feel like a celebrity in my sister's photography portfolio. It's fun :)

Merci à Tous (Toutes) pour l'ensemble de vos Retours

Merci à Tous (Toutes) pour l'ensemble de vos Retours
Originally uploaded by Duvali@-Lat@

This capture is astounding. I need to find out what lens was used for this and make an investment. This photographer did a fantastic job with this shot!

Teachin'

Lately I've been thinking a lot about my career paths (again). I have come to the conclusion that no matter how frustrated I am with lack of money, I absolutely love my job! I wish I could do it full time, and honestly, I can't wait until I can. Teaching has become something so fun for me. I have realized that when I go to work, I don't say "I'm going to work," I say "I'm going to school" because I just don't feel like my job is work. I feel like my job is both fun and fulfilling. I just wish it paid me what I need to survive. I'm not really complaining though. I guess many people can't say that they love their job, and even if they do get paid right, they might not enjoy their work as much as I do. I am very happy with the way that my life is with this job of mine. Often I feel like I'm going crazy, but I think it's all part of the game.

I really learn a lot from my students. Sometimes it's like I'm still in school...still a freshman, apparently!...but still in school. I love it! I love to keep on learning.

July Layout Change

Well, it's a new month now...so my blog has a new layout. What do you think? :)

Sharing Thoughts

Sometimes I love being alone. When I am alone, I live a different life from the one I live in another's company. I know that I wouldn't enjoy a life of solitude, but I would also not enjoy a life in which five minutes to myself was impossible.

When I walk a short distance by myself--from my car to my classroom, from a parking lot to a store, from one end of Home Depot to the other--my footsteps sound different to me. They play a staccato tap that beats time to an internal series of thoughts. Not music; I am not musical inside in spite of my enjoyment of music from other sources. I see things that I wouldn't have seen had I been accompanied, I think things that I wouldn't think, I feel things that I wouldn't feel. For so many years I have wished to share these moments with someone, wished sincerely that someone could see and feel and think what I do...experience it with me! But now...

I have begun to realize that I value this time as my own. I no longer wish for people to understand each individual thought and feeling as it comes to me. I hope to appreciated for the quality of my thoughts, perhaps...to be loved because of the understanding that my thoughts are private but beautiful...but if my thoughts are never shared in a common thought, I am content with that. To share my thoughts in writing has been my greatest dream, and after 25 years of unshared thoughts, I have come to realize that writing is my only method of sharing my thoughts. This will remain my only channel.