It’s funny how life repeats itself in families. Sons follow in father’s footsteps as do daughters and even granddaughters.

We are a family of teachers. My maternal grandmother was a teacher in a one room schoolhouse in Texas in the early 1900s.  My daughter-in-law’s mother was a teacher as was my daughter-in-law. And …  although my primary interest was writing and journalism, while attending college I had opportunity to teach in a private school at the same time I was working towards my degree.

Our Lady Help of Christians School circa 1950s Los Angeles, CA

Fast forward to the 21st Century and my granddaughter, (who is working towards her Bachelor’s Degree with a focus on Education and a California Credential in both elementary and secondary education), has been afforded the same opportunity I had. While finishing her education, she is presently acquiring experience in her field working as a teacher’s aide in a private school in Costa Mesa, CA.

Some people would call this a coincidence, others  luck or chance, but as a believer I see it as something that was meant to be, a part of God’s plan for my granddaughter’s life.

I am not sure where her life will go from here, whether she will remain a teacher or pursue another vocation as I have, but wherever life takes her, I know that by God’s grace  it will be in the place that she was meant to be.