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Mrs Porch Presents | 40 Days of Blessings

Day 1 ♥  Wednesday, February 22

I am so blessed to be surrounded by amazing coworkers who support the mission of the agency & as a result, support our many families. Jeanette, Roxanne, Naima, Kim, Lisa, and all of the rest -- you're the best!

Day 2 ♥ Thursday, February 23
I am blessed to have a job that challenges me each and every day.  It feels good to know that there is still room to grow.

Day 3 ♥ Friday, February 24
I am blessed to have the opportunity to travel to Reggio Emilia, Italy to study early care and education.  There are not words to describe my excitement.

Day 4  ♥ Saturday, February 25
I am blessed to have a daredevil father who will take me out on the snowmobile trails and open it up to 50mph with me!  What a rush!

Day 5 ♥ Sunday, February 26
I am blessed to work with an amazing & insightful teacher who gives each day and her children 100%.  Shawntay, you are truly inspirational to me.

Day 6 ♥ Monday, February 27
I am blessed to have a warm, safe, and comforting home in a city that encourages me to grow.

Day 7 ♥ Tuesday, February 28
I am blessed to have a brother who is successful in most everything he attempts.  I'm so proud of him & his upcoming graduation from law school.  Fancy pants.

Day 8 ♥ Wednesday, February 29
I am so thankful to have a new home that offers us a new adventure in a fun and lively neighborhood!  We're excited!

Day 9 ♥ Thursday, March 1
I'm thankful for new opportunities and paths that are presented that I never imagined.  It's an exciting time in my professional life & I can't wait to see where this path leads.


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