Just Can't Do It...and Other Random Thoughts (My Students)

So, I've tried having various pages with different topics, but I don't like the idea of having static pages.  I just can't do it.  My viewers can't comment on one specific post.  So, I'm going to try something new...I'm working on figuring out tags, labels or something like that.  I will have a few...running, knitting, love, school...I'm not quite sure what else....and I've got to figure out how to show or post my tags (How do I do this, Erin?  You have so many and I like this!)

Until the "tagging" begins...life has been good and getting back to normal.  Whatever "normal" may be.  I continue to turn to my students (I should probably focus more on God, but it's been challenging lately...I'm okay with that and I think He understands right now)...

I can't share enough how amazing my students are.  There is something special about each and every one of them (and they have completely stolen my heart). Something that I can't explain, but I fall asleep every night thinking of them, praying for them, and thanking God every day for them (okay, so I haven't completely turned my back on Him).  I only wish I could share more pictures and videos of what actually happens in my classroom.  It's unfortunate that our world is so creepy and unsafe for my innocent and absolutely outsanding students...so unsafe that I can't post an incredible video of them having a blast and leading an all school "wave" at our Fun Run...or them being incredible role models to their 2nd grade Little Buddies and taking the time to share their favorite picture books...or (the smaller things in the classroom that make me happy) coming in quietly from recess and following the directions on the board, transitioning to the next subject without me saying a word, OR  getting a 5 in music (the best) and being told on the way back to their classroom that they are the best class that Ms. Osbourne has had in a while...

...SERIOUSLY?  Thank you  my outstanding 6th graders. I look forward to my day, every day, because of you.  (My heart is smiling with warm, fuzzy happiness right now.)

Blogger Questions

I've been trying to figure out how to create separate posts within my different pages, but I don't think it is possible.  BLOGGER do something about this!  I don't know "code", "html" or any other special lingo to be able to do this, but I want to have this feature on my blog.  I guess my added pages are "static".  Again, I'm not quite sure what this means in the world of blogging, but for me right now it means I can't create on my blog what I would like to. 

Therefore, until Blogger or someone else can help me with this (I'm tired of searching the internet for the answer), please look at my other pages as I am going to update them with additional information or my own version of creating a new post on the page.  I've separated the new posts by the date of when they were created.

Happy blogging everyone...and now I must go figure out html....or maybe not. 

Beach Run

A recent weekend get-away with friends was much needed.  I packed running clothes...just in case.  Less than a half an hour after arriving at our destination I went for a run.  My new favorite place to run...along the bluff and on the beach of Fort Flagler State Park.  I MUST find a similar place near Kirkland where I can get lost in my run.  Somewhere where I do not listen to my music, but rather get lost in the sounds of water lapping against the shore, a slight breeze blowing in the trees, and mama birds waking up their babies for breakfast.  Thanks for the beautiful runs, Fort Flagler.

Running Thoughts

I'm not a runner, although I enjoy running.

I don't run as often as I would like to (or maybe should).

I like feeling free.

I don't have a runner's physique.

I wish I had a runner's body.

Running gets my emotions out...and away.

Running is my escape.

I need to run more often.

Not to escape, but to listen.

Listen to my own thoughts.

Then again maybe I run to escape my own thoughts.

My music let's me escape.

I'm going to run for myself, for my health.

I've ran a half marathon...twice.

I should get my strength back to where I was.

A 10K sounds doable right now...or maybe in 8 weeks.

I should just go run.

I'll start that tomorrow morning.

I'll get back to you and let you know how it went.

My Third Little Angel

I thought of you and closed my eyes,
And prayed to God today.
I asked what makes a Mother,
And I know I heard him say:
A mother has a baby,
This we know is true
But, God, can you be a mother,
When your baby's not with you?
Yes, you can He replied,
With confidence in His voice
I give many women babies,
When they leave is not their choice.
Some I send for a lifetime,
And others for a day.
And some I send to feel your womb,
But there's no need to stay.
I just don't understand this God,
I want my baby here.
He took a breath and cleared his throat,
And then I saw a tear.
I wish that I could show you,
What your child is doing today,
If you could see your child smile
With other children who say:
I went to earth and learned the lessons,
Of love and life and fear.
My mommy loved me oh so much,
I got to come straight here.
I feel so lucky to have a mom,
Who had so much love for me.
I learned my lessons very quickly,
My mommy set me free.
I miss my mommy oh so much,
But I visit her each day.
When she goes to sleep,
On her pillow's where I lay.
I stroke her hair and kiss her cheek,
And whisper in her ear.
"Mommy don't be sad today, I'm your baby and I'm here."
So you see my dear sweet one,
Your children are okay.
Your babies are here in My home,
They'll be at heavens gate for you.
So now you see what makes a mother.
It's the feeling in your heart.
It's the love you had so much of
Right from the very start.
Though some on earth may not realize you are a mother,
Until their time is done.
They'll be up here with Me one day,
And you'll know that you're the best one!