Reposting part one ~ please disregard!

(trying to delete previous entry and repost to eliminate irritating wideness of my journal!!)

 

I've been gently nudged by this person, politely prodded by that person and now, most tactfully tagged by our friend, Greg, to take part in one of the many meme's floating around in Jland lately.  I haven't posted (written) anything incredibly substantial for a while, but this one is somewhat simple and easy ~ and I tend to gravitate towards simple and easy lately.

 

Note:  Unfortunately, my computer is acting up and I lost my entry again, so I'm going to answer question one and go to bed.  I have a long drive tomorrow to attend an all day workshop focusing on Autism.  I'll post more at another time.

 

So here goes:

 

 

Rules

1. The rules of the game

2. Each player answers questions about themselves.

3. At the end of the post the player then tags 5 people, and posts their names, goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment letting them know they've been tagged.

WHAT WHERE YOU DOING TEN YEARS AGO.

   We had just been told that the duplex we were renting had been sold and that we had 60 days to find a new place to live.  It was stressful, and we looked at a lot of dumps before finally settling on the condominium where my children and I still currently reside. 

   In November of '98, I began my work in Special Education.  I was offered a position by the Preschool Coordinator, to work a couple days a week offering support to a little girl with special needs.  Initially, I was hesitant, having no experience and not knowing what to expect or what would be expected of me.  I was told that this little girl could not walk, speak or feed herself properly....  In a matter of seconds, I fell in love.  Thus began my now 10 year career in Special Education.

My daughters, then one and four years old, ruled my heart (as they always will) and gave me reason to laugh, cry and celebrate every day.

I was two years into a lifeless marriage and learning to accept and live with it.  The thought of divorce had never crossed my mind.

To be continued....