"Thank you." I responded.
"That is the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me."
January and February must be the worst months to teach school. Maybe they are the worst months to be alive, I don't know, because my life is on a school calendar. January was a fair month for me, I did Sober January and felt pretty good heading into my Groundhog's Day birthday. But now, I am feeling worn down. I am getting up at 5:30AM and starting morning tutorial at seven. Then teaching the rest of the day. And staying after school for a lot of extra stuff. The worst part is that I am not seeing results for my extra work.
"I heard this in church." Rainier told me in one of our meetings.
"A flower can be blooming below the concrete. It might just take a long time for it to break through the surface."
I am not a church goer, or a believer. But, I really appreciated that.
My little girly, the dog I "rescued", is still at the shelter. It has been two weeks. A friend of my brother in law wanted to adopt her and was rejected. It is driving me mad. I drive by the shelter everyday on my way home and wonder how she is.
I think things will change. We are in the last throw of winter and honestly, I am ready to get my bathing suit on.
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