My Simple, Happy, Beautiful Life

I shouldn't be writing anyways because I will regret it tomorrow morning when I am exhausted, but I am going to do it anyways :) I haven't blogged and I feel like I have so many thoughts I can share about so many topics. My life hasn't been happening but I have had so many learning experiences lately. My work has been challenging when I am working in a autistic classroom but it has been the best experience to test my skills out. I am learning about myself and opening my eyes to the world of autism. It is such a interesting world and I love learning about the children everyday. Everyday is trial and error as we do our best to find solutions to the children's needs and problems. But I am going to try to compile all my lessons from the last couple of weeks. 1. Autism is fascinating. Every child on the spectrum is so different. I love how every child has a different "obsession" and they become a master on it. I come home and I feel autistic as I want to re

First of all, I subbed at my middle school I went to 10 years ago! It was definitely weird being in the same cafeteria that I was awkward (sometimes I am still awkward), shorter, more quiet and  boy crazy. I walked into that cafeteria and started to think about all the awkward memories I have from middle school. Also, I saw some of my teachers that taught me still there. I saw the Jr. Herd football players wearing their jersey's acting like they were all that. I saw all the girls and boys in their PE clothes getting ready to go into the gym. I remember being so self conscious that I didn't look "cute" when I was wearing my over sized PE clothes. I remember how changing in the locker room was so scary. I thought I was the only scared. One day, I realized that everyone was scared to change into the locker room. But, I worked in the special education classroom for moderate to severe. There are so many levels of children in that classroom. There are children who the t

I am a car owner! I have been searching for the "perfect" car for a while and I lucked out. I bought my first car. Her name is Holland Rose. I introduced her on facebook by describing her hobbies: bubble baths, an occassional waxing, chilling out to Jack Johnson and long drives in the moonlight. Yes, I know that I humanizing my car. I figured that since Holland and I will be spending lots of time together, we should enjoy the time together though. Do you want to see a picture of her? Yeah, that is Holland Rose. My family likes to make fun of how I named my car. Well, I wanted to name my car because she is mine. She is my baby. She has to have a name. Her color is champagne. I wanted to name a type of champagne. All of the names were french. I don't really want a french car. One of the types of champagne had the name "rose". I liked the name, so I decided her name was rose. I looked up "girl car names" on google (yes I did!), and Holland came u

It is so easy to feel lost in this world.  I know that it is easy to doubt if you even have a purpose in your existence. We put a "identity" on us individually and that gives us a sense of temporary meaning. For example, we put a identity as a student and that is what we are. As a student, your goals and duties are clear. Do your homework. Write your paper. Go to class. It is crystal clear. What do you do once you are no longer a student? We put a identity as a mother. A mother raises her children, feeds them, reads them books, helps them with their homework. The kids grow up and then they feel like they are no longer a mother. They feel like they have lost their identity. Have you ever felt like you lost your identity or place in the world? Once I postponed my mission, I had no idea what my "identity" or place in the world was. I was simply a unemployed college graduate. I was going to be Hermana Jensen. I had a daily schedule that was made for me. Life was goi