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I woke up this morning incredibly happy. It's Friday which means I get to wear jeans to work. Naturally, I wore a school shirt and some comfy sparkly Vans to match my happiness level. I got to work at 7 and at 7:25 I got the most beautiful text from my coworker saying that she was bringing me a Diet Coke to celebrate the fact that it was Friday. When she brought it to me I cried. I cried tears of happiness (seriously though, I cried). I was so grateful for that Diet Coke. Could this day be any better? I should always know that when good things happen that something tricky is bound to follow. There are three members of the third grade team: me, "A", and "G". "A" has the most darling little family. "G" is married as well and has a great husband (from what I can tell). Normally, the three of us eat lunch together. Usually, when it's Friday "A's" husband brings her three kids to see her during lunch. It's the sweetest thing ever to see this super teacher be a super mom. Since I knew this tradition, I just planned on eating lunch with "G." As I was walking to lunch I see the husband of "G" waiting outside her classroom where he has lunch for his wife in his hand. Now, I know lunch was 35 minutes of my life today, but for some reason the fact that I am single was very apparent when I realized that no one had come to eat lunch with me. I was going to feel sorry for myself and eat in my classroom until I saw my kids sitting at their lunch table. Instead of feeling down I decided to eat lunch with my kiddos. I was fine. Then the story continues. This afternoon I was teaching the kids about singular nouns and plural nouns. I began the lesson with asking the class what the word singular reminded them of. One student raises her hand and says that the word singular reminds her of the song "Single Ladies" by Beyonce. Singular, single, I get that. It was hilarious until one student yells out very loud, "Oh! Single ladies! Single lady like Miss Forsyth!!"  All 22 of the kids are now laughing and I am too. Deep down I'm asking myself why this had to happen right after my lunch experience. I wish the story ended there. I needed another Diet Coke at this point so I put 50 cents into the vending machine and out comes my DC which has written on it, "Share a Coke with your....BETTER HALF." I needed the day to be over. I was done.

I need to let everyone know that I'm okay. When I look back on today I'm grateful for the laughter in my classroom even if it humiliated me inside. I know that this stage of my life is exactly where it should be. I know that my Heavenly Father is in control of my story and I trust that. It was a hard day and a hard reminder that I am single but this is my life and at the end of the day I am so blessed.


  1. You are so incredible! Loved this ;) Heavenly Father is prepping a special one for you I am sure.


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