Myrt (my 4th eldest sister) swears that she never heard that lil song b4...
It's Friday July 8, 2011 @ 5:30 p.m. and I'm home alone, sitting on my sofa looking out the front glass door watching the rain w my left eye and bloggin w my r. Quiet time is so seldom but appreciated later in life. Often times I c the younger parents all stressed out, running after their young ones and I go back to those days and Idk, I miss them in a way but not so in another way....Raising children was hard to me. It was exhausting actually and I'm still tyyrrrud.
Today I removed a teenager. On days like today it takes me time to process all of the emotional stuff cuz I feel like I put myself not only in the child's life and history but the caretakers' also. Sometimes I feel like I've already earned a PhD in psychology thru work experiences. I wonder what more could I do or how much better could I b in my job w more education. I often feel like the best workers I've worked w had it since birth evidently and no further education would have helped other workers to even get there.
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