Sometimes I get really discouraged at work. I feel like I am
not really doing anything to help the kids I work with. I know I can have
honorable intentions, but honorable intentions don't stop kids from doing what
they want. It's hard to visit the same kids day in and day out and feel
like I am getting nowhere. But on the other hand, it's not really fair
for me to expect any of these kids to meet my goals and standards. Still, I
feel like I waste my time trying to encourage and build up these teens who tune
me out. I don't sit and lecture them...I really do try to engage in
conversation...but more often then not they end up skipping school and getting
into trouble regardless of anything I do. I am slowly learning how little I am. (I used to
think I liked the feeling of littleness.) In actuality, I like being the
hero. I like feeling like I have "saved" someone. God is
teaching me I cannot save; I can only love.
Grrrrrr....real life lessons. ;)
In other news, I went home for the
weekend. My uncle's 50th birthday was this week so my mom organized a
family train ride. We took the amtrak from Winona to Lacrosse (about a 20
minute ride). The kids had a blast! Lucas ran after a large black
man screaming "Daddy!" (Classic Lucas. Just goes to show what my brother looks like at a glance.). He also wouldn't leave the cat alone and got scratched in the face. I asked
Jack what happened and he told me Lucas got the owie from him. Liar.
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| Lucas' battle wounds. |
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| Jack |
I got to spend quite a bit of time with
Evelyn. She is pretty mobile these days and such a squirmer. This made Mass rather difficult on Sunday. She grabbed my dress at one point when
she was sitting on my lap. Then I stood up and lifted her to my hip....up
came the dress. #awkward.
Paul had a cold this weekend and got snot
over everything. Rose had a couple of bloody noses as well. (She also kept
checking her tummy at the restaurant trying to see if it was getting any
bigger.) Bella let me tie a balloon in her hair during Thomas' baptism party. She looked like one of those cell phone commercials where you can track your family and friends' locations.
Last night I had a sleepover with Megan
Hastings. It was so good to see her. She just got back from her
trip to Rome. She made calzones, I dyed her hair, we gave each other back
rubs, and we ended up sleeping in her roommate’s bed. I slept like a
baby. It was so warm.
Jesus has been pulling me close. I
pray for you constantly. Don't worry about responding back to me. I
am not really sure if you read these blog posts, but I guess I will find out
eventually. :) Two more rosaries and two more masses for you, my
dear. ++++
Live FEARLESS and FREE and Ponder Love Today!
P.S. Los Vikingos perdimos L Fue
triste. Thomas lloró.
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