Last Day of Work
I didn’t know when I went to bed last night that today would be my last day of work. But when I got in the car this morning with Scout to go to work (late). I knew. When I walked into work. I knew. While I was reading the end of a book to my 5th hour class. I knew. While I was reading that book something shifted in me, and my mind wasn’t really there. Melissa looked at me after that and said my eyes had turned inward, that things were changing.
It was like a sacrament – an outward and visible sign of an inward and spiritual grace.
I was patted and loved on by several moms today. And one man who greeted me on my way in to work, a man who is so gentle you know his mama raised him right.
I finished testing a girl during 7th hour, my voice was even different while I read the script to her, softer or something.
I passed along good news to three different parent/students today that they had passed tests and wouldn’t have to deal with them again – they were finished.
I finished a book, a test, I let people know they had finished tasks, and I finished my pre Alex work life. All while being patted gently by other mothers.
Huh. Today was a blessing. What a gift. Huh.
I’m glad I sat down to write this – I’m glad I didn’t miss out on the gift of today.