- Church signs saying we need God to protect our teachers and children in schools are a total cop out for addressing violence and mental health issues. Teachers are not human shields, either. I take exception with that completely. The people at Sandyhook Promise are on the right path.
- Have an inherent fear of waking up during an upper GI and have one scheduled for next week (will it happen again....some extra amnesia liquid please??)
- I miss my cat, necessary absence or not. A weird, non-abating pain.
I’m in Chicago wandering around in the big(ger) city at a work engagement event of epic proportions. As usual, I am underdressed. We have our teams with us. They are super chill and cool coworkers. My hotel room contains both a yoga mat and a bath robe adorned with an odd animal pattern. On the flight over this morning, I was sandwiched neatly between a guy reading a book called Crushing It! (he was crushing nose-picking 100%) and a woman who studied her palm for the greater part of 45 minutes. (My lifeline looks like the musical rendition of Full Metal Jacket.)
I have come to the conclusion I don’t know what the hell I am doing in my own life and it’s been mine the whole time. How am I going to ease the 14 year old living under the same roof into himself?
The other day, he was literally screaming at me in the park “You’re torturing me to death!!!” 2 miles into our run.
A lot of tsssking adults were aiming their cell phones in our direction, hanging around for the big show. I sent him home. There’s only so much of that nonsense I can handle. I don’t know why he breaks down except a transition into high school can be difficult and too many hormones swimming around at once are primed for a collision.
He let me know later he was sorry for being disrespectful. He’s bigger than me now, by 5". He remains an open vessel, open to talk and open to affection. I’m hanging onto that while I can. Throughout his life he has taught me a lot about enjoying the ride when i get flustered or lost along the way. When he was 6 he woke up, padded down the hallway, and shook me awake in bed. “It’s important to be happy, mom, to enjoy every day...”