It's been quite a while since I've posted anything and I thought I should check in and give a little update on how my life has been going since my last post.
I am still teaching PE, although I have not taught a full year of PE on campus. As everyone knows, the nation started shutting down in March last year due to Covid-19 and my school was no exception. It has been almost a year and we have still not returned to campus with students. I am currently teaching PE online/distance learning, which is interesting to say the least.
Our students are not required to turn their video cameras on while in our live class sessions so that makes teaching exercises difficult but I have found interesting platforms like flipgrid, time lapse video, and other "work arounds" to be able to assess students when they refuse to turn on their cameras. Essentially, I teach to 51 blank screens while I attempt to show the correct form of exercises, stretches, etc. I have no idea if my students are laying in bed, playing video games, at the beach, watching TV, or doing whatever else teenagers do while I am instructing but there is nothing I can do about that right now and am hoping this is only temporary and we will be back to "normal" soon. We widows know the definition of going back to "normal" very well at this point.
I am still with "Wyoming." We have been together a little over five years now. We are slowly but surely making progress on building our "dream house" on the land I bought almost 4 years ago. But instead of living in the trailer on the land, he is living with me. That was a struggle to overcome having him move into the house that Jeff and I shared and where Jeff died but it is what it is.
This last December marked 8 years of Jeff being gone. My grief since my mom died has been complex to say the least. December is a mine field for me now with Jeff's anniversary and the grief I have around the holidays regarding my mom. I miss her constantly but I really miss the traditions we shared together around the holidays.
I try and surround myself with positive people who help me through tough times. I try to think of what I am grateful for every night before I go to sleep. I continue to exercise regularly and eat healthy (not so regularly but I try). I haven't been to therapy since the pandemic began but I seem to be doing ok. I plan on going back to therapy once we are physically able to again.
Overall, my life is good. I am happy.
