Did I miss something?
I was babbling on and on about my lack of gratitude, and the effort Iwon't make intend to place in being grateful.
Well, well, well, lookie here. Uploading pictures off your camera in 8 month intervals has a few perks after all.
BOOYAH! (insert sound of loud object slamming on a table with a Jamaican accent).
Here is a picture of the recipients (Sara, Theresa, and Sarah) being presented with awards for Excellence in Autism Teaching.
My letter was rejected in 2007.
I spent much of 2008 fighting with everyone, and in 2009 dug deep and wrote from my heart.
This was one of the hardest things I have done as it brought back so many memories (good and bad), however, until this point, I had never really thanked these women properly.
I don't know how you could thank someone for this kind of support. What I did know, was that I had a nagging, icky feeling I could not shake until their greatness was acknowledged.
You can't really walk away from an experience like this and send a thank you card from Dollarama 3 years later.
I was aware of the submission deadline, yet was forced to delay typing over and over, as I always ended up in tears and had to walk away from the keyboard.
The nomination letter, which you can read here was completed on 10 hours of sleep over a 3 day period.
So that was one hurdle. On the day of the actual ceremony, we had a huge rain storm and I was very tired (what a shocker!).
I cried the entire day, and did not want to attend, and wanted to attend all at the same time.
We were supposed to leave the house by 2:30, and ended up leaving at 4:40 (totally missed the social non-frantic part) which left us with 1 minute to spare before the awkward entrance where everyone turns to find out what losers are interrupting by arriving late.
I was babbling on and on about my lack of gratitude, and the effort I
Well, well, well, lookie here. Uploading pictures off your camera in 8 month intervals has a few perks after all.
BOOYAH! (insert sound of loud object slamming on a table with a Jamaican accent).
Here is a picture of the recipients (Sara, Theresa, and Sarah) being presented with awards for Excellence in Autism Teaching.
My letter was rejected in 2007.
I spent much of 2008 fighting with everyone, and in 2009 dug deep and wrote from my heart.
This was one of the hardest things I have done as it brought back so many memories (good and bad), however, until this point, I had never really thanked these women properly.
I don't know how you could thank someone for this kind of support. What I did know, was that I had a nagging, icky feeling I could not shake until their greatness was acknowledged.
You can't really walk away from an experience like this and send a thank you card from Dollarama 3 years later.
I was aware of the submission deadline, yet was forced to delay typing over and over, as I always ended up in tears and had to walk away from the keyboard.
The nomination letter, which you can read here was completed on 10 hours of sleep over a 3 day period.
So that was one hurdle. On the day of the actual ceremony, we had a huge rain storm and I was very tired (what a shocker!).
I cried the entire day, and did not want to attend, and wanted to attend all at the same time.
We were supposed to leave the house by 2:30, and ended up leaving at 4:40 (totally missed the social non-frantic part) which left us with 1 minute to spare before the awkward entrance where everyone turns to find out what losers are interrupting by arriving late.
From what I remember, my hair and make-up were smokin', and the men along for the ride were looking spiffy (this helped).
Got in, found a spot to stand completely still (this place was packed) and maintain some composure (I mentioned my make-up was sick right?) Downed a few glasses of punch, ate what
Close to Truro, I turned around and looked at X sleeping, glanced at David, closed my eyes, and felt peace.
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