Journaling for the sake of journaling...
2022 here we are...
It's fun to look back at all these crazy entries and it's a wonder how I got this far.
I have a son. I've been married for 4 years now.
We are in the middle of a pandemic and we just bought a house.
Life goes on.
Tone in journaling does mature, I guess. It's amazing what I use to obsess over, be mad about and prioritize in my life to write about in those olden days. Must come with age eventually but I think the maturity has come full circle with my teaching younger students and finally being a dad
Yes, fatherhood has changed me. More empathy. More compassion for those who have it worse. It's true. It has also made me realize how much more down to earth and personable I can be with my students.
I'm also at the burnout stage of my career. I've been trying to read up and listen to podcasts about burnout and there are proactive ways to being not a burned-out teacher. I'm going to go back to that empathy again...
My wife had a bad day yesterday and after she vented to me, she felt better and she knew I would understand because I'm a teacher too. I have got to remember though, that for the sake of listening, I need to listen. I had a few dear friends in my life tell me that I just need to listen and not speak when someone wants to talk. If they want input, they would ask for it.
I find myself listening more these days. People want their side heard and not be judged. They want to speak. Often times, the other side is ready and prepared with they want to say without really listening to the other side. Can we all do that now? I hope so.
Empathy. Civility.
Don't take a side. Take both. Hear people out. Be empathetic.
I also think about what kind of environment my son will be growing up in. I truly love him to pieces.
Welcome 2022. I hope this is a good year for everyone. We can only hope and help one another. Tearing each other down and no empathy will take us in the wrong direction.
Done with ranting for now...
It's fun to look back at all these crazy entries and it's a wonder how I got this far.
I have a son. I've been married for 4 years now.
We are in the middle of a pandemic and we just bought a house.
Life goes on.
Tone in journaling does mature, I guess. It's amazing what I use to obsess over, be mad about and prioritize in my life to write about in those olden days. Must come with age eventually but I think the maturity has come full circle with my teaching younger students and finally being a dad
Yes, fatherhood has changed me. More empathy. More compassion for those who have it worse. It's true. It has also made me realize how much more down to earth and personable I can be with my students.
I'm also at the burnout stage of my career. I've been trying to read up and listen to podcasts about burnout and there are proactive ways to being not a burned-out teacher. I'm going to go back to that empathy again...
My wife had a bad day yesterday and after she vented to me, she felt better and she knew I would understand because I'm a teacher too. I have got to remember though, that for the sake of listening, I need to listen. I had a few dear friends in my life tell me that I just need to listen and not speak when someone wants to talk. If they want input, they would ask for it.
I find myself listening more these days. People want their side heard and not be judged. They want to speak. Often times, the other side is ready and prepared with they want to say without really listening to the other side. Can we all do that now? I hope so.
Empathy. Civility.
Don't take a side. Take both. Hear people out. Be empathetic.
I also think about what kind of environment my son will be growing up in. I truly love him to pieces.
Welcome 2022. I hope this is a good year for everyone. We can only hope and help one another. Tearing each other down and no empathy will take us in the wrong direction.
Done with ranting for now...