Wednesday, July 23, 2008


I glanced at my site statistics this morning and noticed the counter at 1972. I'm not going to comment on what the visit numbers actually mean. That's probably a low number in terms of visits, but really, does it matter? Probably not. In the grand scheme of things definitely not. But still... I wish I got a few more comments or a bit more traffic. Realistically though this blog is not about comments or traffic. I write for myself because I actually enjoy writing. I write for my family and friends because it's one way we keep in touch. I'm not up there in terms of numbers thus the 1972. To me 1972 is a year.

It is the year I turned six, a golden year of neighborhoods (Darcey Drive) and best friends (Kathleen Sullivan) . It is the year I discovered the joy of learning. It is the year I had Mrs. Madigan for first grade and the first time I literally swooned over a teacher--she was indeed a Cinderella figure. During parent night she told me to show my Mom and Dad how I "worked" with readers during the school day. Don't I have the same hair cut? Lucky for me those collars went out of fashion though. I sure loved Mrs. Madigan and I'm sure even as I write this that she is one reason I fell quickly into love with school.


  1. We don't always write to be read...but it's nice when it happens. :) I don't always comment, but I do love reading your page!
    Good luck as you start your journey at the new high school. I'm so jealous that you're all working together. Miss you!

  2. Same here - I hardly ever comment, but I love reading! I always check out your latest website discoveries too.

    Where are you teaching now?



Hi! Thanks for leaving a comment.