My first steps into the Twitterblogosphere started with finding a few wonderful blogs. I read and read and read some more. Then I noticed the bloggers were also on twitter. I lurked for an obnoxious amount of time and jumped in a few times but not enough for anyone to really get to know me. At TMC I wasn't at all surprised that people didn't really know me that well. I just hadn't really put myself out there.
I started my blog a few years ago to help me sort out some of the ideas I had for the class I had to pick up. For 6 years I was an Instructional Coach for my Middle School. That position was eventually cut and I found myself back in the classroom. The problem with the blog is that I have a completely irrational fear of writing. The thought of a 1 page reflection paper sends me over the edge. College was a nightmare. Tears, tears and more tears. I'm still not sure how I made it through. Fast forward to Math Bratt. It died. I know I have stuff to share. Stuff I really want to share but the words always escape me. Those of you who meet me in person know I have stuff to share and you are allowed to tell me to shut up once in a while.
Everyone has already written so much of how I feel about TMC12. I never could have put all of my emotions in words as well as everyone else. Thank you for writing what I could not. But most of all, thank you for believing in me and encouraging me to write. Even if it is difficult. I have the strength to do it because of all of you. How could anyone not be inspired by each and every one of you?
Please forgive me when my posts are less than eloquently written. I hope you read them anyway.