The first thought in my mind each morning is which of my cancer stricken, paralyzed or ill friends/family members I should put on the top of my prayer list. One of my former students is hospitalized. The local, national, and international news is filled with horrific images, and this is just one of those days when I wish I could go stick my head in the sand, or at least my toes, but I know in my heart it would only be a temporary fix. I WILL bounce back.
On a positive note, my sweet, wonderful Nicholas turned 13. He is the most decent human being on this earth with a heart as big as the ocean.
George made Eagle Scout and was accepted into Vassar College on academic scholarship. I declared him a genius five minutes after he was born.
That little giggle baby, Liam makes my heart sing and I will babysit him this weekend. I will be fine by then.
For today, I will fake happiness. When I see those smiling preschoolers' faces I will be okay.
Then I will come home and bake a cake for the funeral tomorrow and wonder how the hell to decorate it. Roses will make me cry. A verse? I don't want to make anyone else cry. Maybe I should cry and let some of the sad weep out. No, I'll stuff it and head off to school. Thank you for listening. You don't have to respond to my blah post, but please read on and leave an answer.
What is your take on Harper Lee's upcoming release? Do you think she is being manipulated into releasing the book which has been collecting dust for so long?