Meaning, Miracles, and Magic: A reflection of my first year teaching
How my first year in the classroom helped me heal and reintroduced color into my life.
The Sun Has Risen
The newly inked sunrise on my arm stings a bit. I got it on a whim a couple of days ago as a tribute to my mom not fully knowing all that it would come to mean. She always said “the sun will come out tomorrow.” She must have told me that at least once…
Maya Smith 