Saturday, February 8, 2014

Hello

How many of you remember elementry school. I do, I also remember the Indian Trailor. Yes, my mom is Ms. Tafoya. 
I thought it was weird at first, having my mom working around the school, (when it came), but I soon realized how much EVERYONE loved it. 
My mom started off in the Pittsburg Unified School District as a yard duty. We lived two blocks from Foothill Elementry, she was afternoon staff.
I attended Foothill for 6 yeats K-5 grade. I remember every last teacher. Ms. Belleci, Ms.Lee, Ms.Huckabee, Ms. Caruso, Ms. Clawson, & Mr.Rose. 
As the years passed my mom worked all over the school district. From the elementry schools (in the indian trailor), to the High School in opportunity classes. Which I also ended up in. 
From there she found a place at Liberty Union High School District, in Brentwood. 
She started there as a Campus Supervisor, at Liberty High School. After a few years, she became a classefied worker in the deans office. Where she was loved by all of her students & her co workers. She was the advisor for the Azteca club, & recognized by several officials in the district. She worked extra hours chaperoning dances, football games & events. 
My mom loved her role in the lives of her students, and they loved and, trusted her as well. ALWAYS stopping in to say hello.
On October 21, 2013 my mom was diagnosed with Alzheimers Dimentia. I share this because she is only in her begining stages. She knows who we are and she can recollect YEARS back, but has trouble with short term memory. If you knew, or know her, dont be afraid to reach out to her. She lives in the same house, in Pittsburg. My mom was there for me showing tuff love, forcing my hand to become who & what I am today. Without her I would be dead, lost, gone, who knows. 
Im saying, before it is too late, if you have someone in your life you love. They may not always be around. Don't put off going and saying hello, or calling to tell them you love them. Do it today!
Next time it might be too late 


1 comment:

  1. Im so sorry to read about her diagnosis. A close friend of mine is coping with a similar diagnosis but her mom is in the end stages. It can be a very difficult thing. I have always loved your mom and still think of her often. Please give her my best and hopefully I can stop by to visit her soon. Hugs sister!

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