Today I am in the middle of some version of gratefulness. Not the full-on Oprah version, but my own sort of muddled take on it. Like – hey. My car is fixed. I only had to take it back twice to the repair shop, and it cost WAY TOO MUCH MONEY but at least I have some confidence that it is going to start tomorrow morning.
And I need it to start tomorrow morning because I am teaching summer school. For kids who have special needs. I SIGNED UP to be an assistant – you know, basically show up and be helpful every day. But something happened and they were hard up (very hard up, evidently) and asked me to teach. So, I am working with my boys and they all have emotional disabilities and I may not have a degree that says so, but I am actually doing a pretty good job with them. I think. And I thank Molly for that because for almost 17 years I navigated her emotional challenges and carved out ways for her to be successful and maybe I can at least create a space where these kids can practice their addition.
I am overloaded with my own course work this summer since I had to drop out last semester to be with my dad after Mom’s death. And – somehow – I got a fairly decent first draft done on the major paper that is due next week. Now, if I could just figure out how WORD handles footnotes, we’d be good to go. Please feel free to comment if you can help.
And my ever-present Weight Watchers challenge is going well. Last week I got on my wii FIt and it did not tell me that I was overweight. First time ever. I am down close to 40 pounds and feel the better for it.
There is a fly in the ointment everywhere I look. Life is not perfect. But somehow I no longer expect it to be, and that leaves room for my own little glimpse of gratitude.
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