A Day in the Life of a Master(s) of Education

Sometimes  people grow out of you like a toy they had as a child.  And that's okay. If you say it over and over again...one day it may ring true.

Yesterday news broke about a shooting at a nightclub in Orlando that resulted in 50 people dead. It broke my heart. Orlando and the surrounding areas are like another home to me. I spend so much time there and to have it violated much in the same respect of Virginia Tech has hurt me to the core. I keep fluctuating between depression, anger and hope. The world we live in needs change. If nothing else comes from this senseless crime I hope governmental regulations do. However there is that little voice in my head that says....remember Sandy Hook. If the laws didn't change when 5 and 6 year old children died at the hands of a gunman will they change for gay party goers? I'm ashamed of the answer. Until next post...

Some days are still harder than others. Some days are awesome, others not even close. This past weekend I was able to spend some time with friends I haven't seen in a while and it reminded of these very things. It can be hard to see the eroding of a relationship by outside forces and be powerless to fix it. Nonetheless it's those great days that make the crap ones that much more tolerable. Every tunnel has an end. Until next post.... laters