I’m not exactly feeling like pounding my chest like Celine Dion does when she sings that song, but after yesterday, things have been better. Frankly, they would have to be. Okay, I’m being dramatic, but what a discouraging day. The air has cleared and everyone got off to school with light hearts this morning, so all is, of course, well. Thanks to everyone for the kind comments. They really do help when I vent upon you, my darling friends. I try so hard to keep it positive, but sometimes the equation just doesn’t add up and that giant negative sign glows neon and demands to be recognized. I love you all for encouraging me and being so kind.
Today’s adventure was Sam’s first driving experience with left turns in traffic with lights, multi-lane roads, stops on a hill (he drives a manual transmission), and me pretty much keeping my cool. This is my third child to learn to drive and, while it doesn’t get easier per se, as long as I remember all the dumb things I did when I was learning and try to pile on the praise, it is bearable. Plus, it is my free ticket into heaven, so I welcome the challenge.
My Red Door Days 