So, I'm stirring around a little bit. Yesterday, the kids and my sister accompanied me to my first grade classroom. In 5 hours as a team, we were able to do what would have taken me a week: totally set up my classroom except for the picky little details. Huge relief. The custodians sought me out and had sweet hugs and sweet words for me. To quote Ed, "We have come to extend our condolences." Listen, those three custodians already do so much for me on a daily basis during the school year. I am blessed that they consider me a friend after some of the messes my six year old students create! (And things that made me smile while unpacking: lots of coloring on the underside of the tables that I was not aware of, and fingerprints all over the inside of the air fresheners in the classroom restroom...those little guys are always up to something.) I think the return to the classroom in August will be good for me in many ways: the life of six year olds and the schedule of school should keep me moving forward.
Last night Young Son made us a delicious meal and we sat and watched six back-to-back episodes of "Tori and Dean". Who knew there was such mindless entertainment on TV? Planning tonight to watch a show called "Toddlers with Tiaras" because the commercial was like a trainwreck we couldn't take our eyes off of. I'm not sure if these activities would have qualified for my grandmother's definition of "stirring around". Her mindless activities of choice included "The Lawrence Welk Show", "The Donnie and Marie Show", and every Billy Graham crusade ever broadcast. (And Oral Roberts' healing services until he said God would call him home if he didn't raise the money for the medical center. Their relationship parted ways there.)
And can we talk about Facebook for a second? My daughter signed me up and requested friends for me a few days ago. To keep me busy, I think. I have 143 friends and counting. (Where do these people come from and how come I as not aware of this secret underground?) I have heard from precious high school and college friends that I had not talked to in years. LuAnn, so glad to catch up with you! Sarah, so glad to hear the chemo is working well for you! Elizabeth, laughing so hard at your posts about parents on Facebook. (And Young Son added me as a friend. The Mommy-cam is rolling and in bidness, as Fiddy would say.)
So, new areas of life will continue to unfold. A small part of my heart has pangs when I consider starting something new without D. It seems a little unloyal to move on without him in any area. But I'm taking my grandmother's advice to heart. I need to keep "stirring around" and believing for continued healing and the path to a new future and hope.