yesterday:: having a gal who i taught in various capacities since she was about 2 yrs old come running across the room when she saw me, jump into my arms, wrapping her legs around my waist and just hug me tight for a while (at around 12 yrs old, she is nearly as tall as i am now)...it meant so much to be missed and loved, not because of ego as much as impact...to know that i had left such an impression with her...that she knew she was loved and was free to just be herself...it was precious...
today:: grateful when remembering my magical trip to nyc a few years back for the macy's thanksgiving day parade...every part of that trip exceeding my wildest dreams...that's a special and treasured memory...
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