I am still wading through the muck of exhaustion. I just cannot seem to grasp renewed energy. But, once the transition is more settled, I can continue pacing my self.
My day began with a visit from AAA to jump-start the van. G had not shut the side panel door completely. I did not say anything to him.
This evening as we were exiting the van, he said, “Be sure to shut your door better this time so you don’t run down the battery, again.”
He was very sincere. And, clueless.
Teaching was a blast. My body and mind, weighed with tiredness, was revived with today’s lineup of students.
During my dinner break, Pat Hill, our social worker, and director of ACTION Adoption arrived for the official first visit.
Jennifer Resseguie stopped by to bring G a really neat comforter once belonging to her son.
Jennifer and Tim Stamper were riding bikes, and stopped in toward the end of Gwen’s lesson. We actually got to chat for a while.
Tim and Jennifer mentioned The Greene, and since G had not been there, we drove over, and took a walk through the Pokemon Go infested streets and walks.
Now, we are seated on the deck watching Netflix. My body is yearning for sleep; but my heart is cemented to the deck, enjoying some chuckles with G.
Every now and then, he looks up, and smiles. One moment, he smacked my knee to get my attention just to smile at me.
I cannot go to bed knowing there’s a teen wanting to simply share a smile, feeling secure that the foster care days are over, and fully aware he’s in a home surrounded by family, and many wonderful friends who love him.
I’ve always been aware of the power of a smile, but there’s nothing so tender as one that comes from your child.