I’ve learned that being grateful means finding joy in every day. I am not the perfect parent, as one of my biggest fault is getting caught in my self-created tornado, always trying to be the best in everything I do. This is true in how I carry myself in my profession as a teacher. I often throw myself into this destructive state, getting lost in my job trying to be savvy, progressive, and success-oriented. Then I glance at a photo of Bella and her brother Petie, and this vortex of a violent storm quickly dissipates. I immediately stop, and am reminded to be grateful for what matters most, my family.