In October of 1982 (22 years ago this year!), I met a young woman named Valorie Holden and fell in love with her. She has been my almost constant companion and partner ever since then; we were married in 1987, and now have two wonderful, gifted children.
She works harder than anyone I’ve ever known, and is a constant source of inspiration to me. She is a phenomenal mother, and is currently studying to become a truly extraordinary teacher (she already is an extraordinary teacher, but the state insists that she have this silly piece of paper so…).
Next fall, she’ll be holding down three jobs: Mom, Teachers Aid in the PACE 5/6 classroom, AND full time student. I don’t know how she manages to do all this and still remain sane, but somehow she does.
Words really don’t suffice to express how much I love her. I don’t always do a great job of showing it, but she is constantly on my mind.
So why am I posting this? Well, tomorrow’s her birthday. And while she’s told me that I shouldn’t do anything about it (it’s one of those big ones and she HATES it when people make a fuss about her), I couldn’t resist putting up a post about it.
So if you run into Valorie, make sure you wish her a happy birthday!