There are great points of irony in my life that don’t escape my consciousness.
I am a counselor by profession. All day long I work with children, and sometimes my coworkers, regarding sharing their feelings and thoughts openly and honestly with the important people in their lives.
Personally, I struggle with sharing my own feelings and thoughts openly and honestly with the important people in my life.
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It’s strange, after a period of whirlwind busyness at a job, the down time after. I’m not saying it’s a bad thing… just that it’s strange to have time to play catch-up on the things that got left by the wayside in the shadow of “much more important business.”
Today is full of a lot of down time. I’m thankful in some respects; it gives me a chance to file papers, fax people that should’ve been faxed, and get ready for the upcoming 4th grade writing exam. But mainly I’m just wishing I had more to occupy my mind today. It’s funny how on days you need something to distract you, there’s not a damn thing around to do it.
I’m coming to the end of an extremely unexpectedly busy time at work. Last week and this week I was given the responsibility of testing all of our LEP (Limited English Proficient) children with the IPT (IDEA Proficiency Test). This usually would not be my responsiblity, but we don’t have an ESL (English as a Second Language) teacher at our school right now. So I was put in a position to have to go to training and learn a very complicated and intricate exam so that I could ensure that all of our children were appropriately tested. Not only that, but I was in charge of coordinating all aspects of the testing including schedules, what rooms would be used, verifying rosters, etc. While this part usually would be my job (in part), it was daunting when factoring in everything else.
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I went to lunch today with my friend Steve at Jack Aster’s. I ordered a black and bleu burger, which is usually a safe bet for me. Today, however, it didn’t work out as planned. It wasn’t cooked the way I ordered it, and the bleu cheese on it was not good. I hate being that P.I.T.A. patron that causes a headache for someone, but I was hungry and only had about two bites of the burger. So I sent back the burger and got fish instead. The manager came out, and we had the following conversation:
Manager: I heard that you didn’t like your burger.
Me: No, I didn’t.
Manager: We use black Angus beef.
Me: Oh, it wasn’t the beef. It just wasn’t cooked right, and the cheese tasted… not good.
Manager: …
Me: It’s not you, it’s me.
Yes, I broke up with the manager of Jack Aster’s. But really? He should’ve seen it coming. We haven’t been communicating effectively lately.
There are many blogs that I enjoy reading, all for different reasons. One common theme amongst all members of my blogroll is that they’re gifted writers that have drawn me in through their words.
One such blogger was Jada.
I found her through reading The Bunny. I enjoyed reading Jada’s stories, even when I didn’t agree with her opinions on a subject. She had a powerful voice that resonated with me.
Today I read on her blog that she is moving on to greener pastures. I am happy for her that she is pressing forward, but I am sad to see her go. I will miss her honesty, her willingness to share herself so openly and her depth of emotion.
Be well Jada.
