Sunday, March 02, 2008
a map for sunday
yesterday was one of those days that took me by surprise. i woke up early and watched a feast of love before the kids got up. it seemed to revolve about base human flaws and i enjoyed it. then, i had to take one to work and one went to a friends for the day before a big birthday party. i found myself alone for hours, like in eight hours by myself! (this rarely happens, maybe twice a year, if that.) instead of cleaning this house, i decided to make flyers and drive to san marcos to walk & canvas the area where i am looking for a little house of my own. i took lucy mae with me and we did our thang.
when we arrived back home, i was exhausted and actually took a nap. anyone who knows me knows that naps are hard for me to do, but i did. later, i watched a map for saturday and stayed up until i had to pick up the girls from a dj-ed birthday party. while they talked about their day and the party, i cleaned the kitchen. it was definitely one of those recharge days.
something happened this week that i had decided not to write about, but it has been on my heart since wednesday and i am just going to write about it. v had her last basketball game on wednesday and i had just dropped off something at the postbox (by her school) to journey across town to the last game. when i was driving through the parking lot to get back to the road, i saw these kids doing something behind the library for the whole world to see through a chainlink fence. at first, i thought that the girl was helping the guy with his zipper, but when i turned through the lot, i realized that she was giving him a bl%wj%b with two other guys watching. they were 7th and 8th graders at my daughter's school. i know these kids and they are just kids! i pulled up to scream at them and they took off running. i still cannot believe what i witnessed and it makes me extremely sad for the young girl's lack of dignity and selfrespect. will she be able to regain it? what happens or doesn't happen in a childhood to make a girl think that is okay? my feelings weren't of judgment, but of extreme sadness and disappointment.
this morning, i woke up to blossom and shadowboxer purring in stereo on my chest with lucy under my arm. truly, that has to be one of the best ways to wake up. i have unloaded the dishwasher and refilled it, put a load of clothes on wash and am about to go clean the bathrooms and put more folded clothes away. another day to ready for the workweek, but i am going to somehow manage to fill it with quiet and clean while i wait for rain.