My Sunshine

Sometimes in life, you are on a gray and lonely road. It is rainy and dreary outside. You haven't seen the sun in weeks, and life just seems to be a tiring blur.

Then a peak of Sunshine breaks through, and she tells you that everything is going to be all right. She shows you the brighter side of life. She allows you to open up to the possibilities of optimism.

I had a wonderful day of Sunshine today, and it was just what the doctor ordered. I have been so stressed with work, trying to find a house while getting my house up on the market, taking care of my wonderful yet very stubborn 19 month old, and the little annoyances life throws at you. I needed a break. I needed some Sunshine. I got exactly what I needed.

Love you, Sunshine!!!

Outright Disrespect

Daily, I have to hear the F word. Daily, I tell my students to stop using profanity. Daily, they ignore me.

I don't understand it. I really don't get it. How can young men be so obnoxiously disrespectful? Did their mothers teach them nothing? How hard is it not to cuss for three hours while they're in my classroom? Better yet, how difficult must it be to follow directions two seconds after they are given?

I'm not exaggerating. Today, a profanity-loving student of mine said, "He can't spell shit." Me being fed up with the insolent bastards replied sarcastically, "It's S-H-I-T. And we don't use that word in this classroom." Literally two seconds after I said that, another student yells "Fuck up!" What the hell? Seriously? SERIOUSLY!? Do they hold such contempt for me that they must throw my rules in my face?

Maybe I don't understand because I've never been in their shoes, but honestly, I don't think that's a good enough excuse. They are human beings. I am a human being. I have a right to go into my workplace and not be so rudely disrespected day in and day out. I just can't comprehend how they can treat another human being this way. I am utterly astonished at their behavior.

Ugh. I wish I were sick so I didn't have to go in tomorrow.

Important

I just want to be important to someone. Of course I'm important to my husband and my child, but that's it. I am not important to anyone else. And if I am, it doesn't show. It never does.

Again and again, I hope to be someone's something. I don't need to be someone's everything, just someone's something. I want to be thought of, and not as an afterthought. It's not fun being an afterthought. I've been one most of my life, and I am getting really weary of it.

The pathetic thing is, there is nothing I can do. I can't fix this. It's not in my power.

So I just wait......