I love a big hot cup of sweet bitter coffee on my drive to work.
I love teaching. Just walking up to the building I am excited about the day.
I love seeing a school with bits of snow that has been eaten away by little hands eager to throw it.
I love sitting in my classroom before the kids come in and thinking through my lessons.
I love getting emails from people I care about.
I love greeting sleepy faces with bed hair and pillow prints still fresh on their faces.
I love giggling through lunches with my friends.
I love teaching a lesson that the kids enjoy and get lost in the learning.
I love when the day is done, knowing I get to do it all again.