One of my most stressful days. Andrew started in new school (mid year) for kindergarten. We told him on Friday that he was changing schools. He cried for quite awhile and then each time we brought it up again, he cried again. Today we went to meet his teacher, register him, and drop him off. He was actually very good. We love this kid, he is such a trooper. Then sent letters to school principal, archdiocese, and Monsignor at our church to officially withdraw Andrew. When the principal called me later, wanting to ask for some clarification on a couple of points in my letter, I broke down repeatedly whilst explaining. This evening, my husband and I made a lovely dinner. I was still so sick to stomach that I could not eat, though the salmon was lovely. I thought I was dealing well with the stress but now not so sure. Just feel like crying, as my heart rate soars and my head pounds and my stomach aches. I feel so weakened, so tired, so dismayed. Joe, my rock, my love, has give me room this evening to lay around, watch dumb television, surf the web. But this time, while helpful, does not seem to be able to heal my wounded mind. I am praying to God, Jesus and Mary for strength. I am looking to those around me not to embarrassed by this momentary weakness but to help lift me from this place to a better place. There is so much in my mind and heart right now. My missing sister, my cousins husbands death of a heart attack on 31 December, financial hardships, trying to help our family heal from recent challenges, helping my children succeed in a difficult world, work, and so much more. I feel like I just need a reprieve, if only for a day, an hour, a moment. I know there are people everywhere in worse situations than I am. But for one moment, I need to be little bit weak. I apologize for calling attention to my shortcomings. I feel afraid. Please help me be strong. Thanks for listening. Tomorrow is a new day!
Posted on: Tue, 06 Jan 2015 03:20:03 +0000
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