It’s been a few days…correction: It’s been a few LONG days. They haven’t really been bad or anything; they’ve just been long. And I’m so glad it’s Friday.
The best of lately was actually a conversation that I had on Wednesdayish of this week, but I remembered it again this morning. A student walked in and asked me how my day was going, and I said, “Pretty good, what about you?” He answered that he was tired. Then he thought about it for a minute and said something along the lines of, “I feel like you’re always good…like you’re never sad or having a bad day or anything.” And then I told him that although I do have bad days, I feel like when you’re too sad or too mad about something you’re just wasting your life. I try really hard to make sure that I can go to bed each night assuring myself that I gave it my all and I lived how I wanted. I also told him about the impact that the death of a family friend had on me last year. She was only 15, and I was just struck by how short our lives can be. I promised myself that no matter what happened, I would be able to say at the end of each day that I had truly lived. It was a great conversation to have with a 15-year-old, and it was completely unplanned. I don’t know. I just loved being able to share that with him and being reminded that I’m in the right place at the right time…and I think I have the right attitude.