The Broken Clock is a Comfort

First off I need to send a few thank you's. This last week was a long one but thanks to a few gracious people I got through just fine. I don't do valentines day - it's not really my thing - never has been...probably never will be. But...this year a few kind gestures definately brought a smile to my face. I got a card from my Grandma (seriously - you couldn't get a better valentine than that!) and I also got a cake delivered to the school. I shared with all my classes and it was delicious! Not expected, not deserved, but certainly appreciated. A few of my students gave me valentines cards...always cute...and of course I'll save them. We had our last basketball game on Thursday and 6 of the girls had to be driven back early from a band concert in Winnipeg so that they could play. When they got back they ran to my room and said they had a surprise for me. They felt bad that I hadn't had a chance to be home for supper at all that week so they had brought me a sub from Subway. I had been to subway with them once (maybe twice) before and they must've been observant because they had got me a sub EXACTLY how I get it every time. I was impressed and spoiled. Then they went on to end the season with a win - what an awesome group of girls. Coaching takes A LOT of extra time, makes for some long nights, but with that group of girls it was more than worth it...and I will miss it!

My parents need to be thanked as well. I did my fair share of complaining and venting this past week and they are always there to listen and lend support. Even when I deserve nothing more than to be told to "shut up" they sit there, listen, and have a way of making everything seem okay. They drive to Winnipeg during the crappiest weather just to accompany me to lunch. I wish I could give only half of what people do for me. Sometimes I think it must be hard to love me.

Cory had an awesome game last night. I missed the game Tuesday so I was excited to be able to watch Saturday. He played with confidence and worked extremely hard every shift. Got a goal in return. I can't believe I let myself miss out on so much hockey last year - I was dumb. He's excited for playoffs and I'm excited to watch and do my regular sideline "coaching". haha. What a lucky guy.

I have been thinking lately (yup...imagine that) and I don't know why but I have a feeling the next few months will bring forth some decisions that need to be made. I think I just feel like I'm ready for a change - I'm just not sure what kind of change that will be. I need to step out of my comfort zone and challenge myself. I'm satisfied right now but I have visions of what I want and where I want to be and now it's just a matter of getting there. The broken clock is a comfort, helps bring peace, helps me sleep at night, and helps savor those one-of-a-kind moments. But in reality the clock keeps ticking and I guess it's really a matter of trying to move forward more often than moving back.

"I'm just a small town girl and that's all I'll ever be."