The thing about a calling...it's gut wrenching and heart breaking work. I imagine it's also what most parents feel as they raise their kids and how God feels about us. You care so much for these kids and they just. don't. get. it.
Needless to say, today was rough. This week has been rough.
This is turning out to be just as hard as I thought it would be. The job requires far more hours than what I'm getting paid for. I miss G desperately. Two to three hours a night is not enough time for this Momma. And don't even talk to me about time with the hubs. Between grading papers, making dinner, bath-time and bed-time I bet we get less than an hour together a day.
And despite the fact that she has observed me four times, the principal still hasn't said a single word to me in person or via email about her expectations, any questions I might have, how glad (or not glad) she is to have me on staff for the remainder of the year.
And the kids value their education about as much as a fat kid values vegetables.
It doesn't change the truth though. I'm right where I'm supposed to be. God has a plan and he will walk with me, meet all my needs and grow me in the process. My prayer is simple, I hope I'm not the only one changed for the better! (And that God gives me saint-worthy amounts of patience and wisdom! HA!)