I don’t know if it was the new schedule, the full moon, or the long teaching schedules for Monday and Tuesday (Wednesdays and Thursdays are actually longer) with 14 students each, but my butt was wiped out on this beautiful Wednesday.
I hopped right out of bed, but within minutes of our 6:30 AM walk, I was feeling the sluggishness set in. Writing was out of the question. I did mow the yard, front and back, at 9:00 AM, but after that I lounged, napping in the guest room.
Finally, it was time to teach. I seemed much revived, and when I finished at 9:40 PM, I was still filled with energy for our evening walk.
This evening was difficult at times… several of my high school students were dealing with personal issues – friends, bullying. Most of their lessons were spent listening to them, handing over Kleenex, and giving them reassuring hugs, accompanied by words of encouragement, and reminders that they are loved.
Another high school student had stumbled across an album with Scott Alan compositions and fell in love with Sutton Foster’s “Always.” I had sent this recording to my 24 year old nephew about a month before he felt the need to end his life. Mark pulled “Always” up on YouTube, and as I was fighting back my own tears, I looked over to see tears gushing frommy student’s eyes. He admitted that he was having a difficult week.
Something is in the air, or the full moon is working its magic.