Next Step

Well! Yesterday was my first Graduate class and all afternoon I was on an intellectual high! I went to class and was pleasantly surprised by the engaging interactions between students. I loved it. It seemed like before when I was an undergraduate there were 20+ people in the class and the same 6-8 of us would carry the class discussion. Well, apparently those 6-8 people then choose to go on to graduate school and the level of discussion definitely benefits. I was smiling like a fool all day after class. I'm sick. I love how higher education makes me feel like a fool.

I must admit, when I found out that I must finish the semester with a 15-20 page paper, my cheeks flushed a little. Since then, however, I have realized that I am completely up to the task, as daunting as it may seem today. This is my next step. I will take it with pride and humility, fool that I am.

Ben was injured on the playground today. His teacher called me and told me how he banged up his shins pretty good. I wasn't extremely busy at the time, so I drove to his school and checked on him. I'm very glad I did. I know that as the semester continues I won't always have time to massage the ego of my little ones at a moments notice. Today I did what, I believe, parents are best for. I found him alone and solemn on the playground. I asked him about his injuries, he showed me his shins and where he fell. I gave him a hug and stood by him until he walked away from me. I talked with his teacher until I saw him get back on the very piece of equipment that caused him pain. Then I left him in his world and went back to mine. I love those little shits! When I dream, I dream of more opportunities to be there in those important ways, because sometimes I just can't. When I can though.... I will. That is certain.