... to be a streaker.
Exercise is my nemesis. I hate it. Just like I hate cleaning house. So my friend is gonna streak and I'm gonna too.
So starting TODAY I am going to post how many days in a row I exercise. Even if it is for just 10 minutes and the fibromyalgia is acting up, I am going to do it. So, ya'll pray for me because I am also sick on top of it all.
Some of my fellow blogger put up words of inspiration and scripture. Well, my senior students (my "little ones") have their last day of school on Friday. Here's my words: "FREE AT LAST". Truly I will miss them all - some more than others, but I can see each one's gifts and graces. I can see their uniqueness (and quirks), and I love these kids. They will always be special to me because they were my "first". It is going to be a bittersweet week.
So as my first "little ones" leave the nest help me to find the words to say good-bye without winding up in a puddle.