that's why it's special.

a few months ago, earlier in the school year, i was talking to my Spanish 1 teacher. i don't remember what we were talking about but it was something i love doing but i hardly have time to do it anymore. she simply looked at me with a smile and said,

 "Well, if you got to do it a lot, you wouldn't consider it a blessing. It would just be a common, everyday thing you couldn't thank God for."

how can a small conversation before class mean so much? it's something she probably doesn't even remember but has really feuled my life and made me enjoy precious, everyday moments. entonces, gracias, senorita jackson.  tu eres mi modelo de vida.  :)