crying adventure

I don't really know what to say today . . .

I've cried a river and then some. I taught some amazing things with a simple list of commonly confused words as a vehicle for discussion and learning, while I choked back internal tears. I drove home talking to myself, but actually crying to my trusty listener, the car. The Beast holds some major secrets from all the crying jags I've been on since getting it last April. Such a good car. And then crying more at home while wrapped up in blankets on my lovely purple sofa. 

The day was stuffed full with learning, feeling, listening, teaching, understanding, and coming back to myself to see that I still want what I want. Life is funny that way. We get taken on side adventures just to teach us what we already know, but the awesome part is that we have all that experience to fuel the journey further. 

Another thing I learned today is that I can teach while I am having personal issues. I was even funny during the last class of the day. Like so funny that the students said they like me in that state of mind. Little do they know what it takes to get me stupid funny—numb and broken down from crying half the day. 

Lastly, I'm all done crying, and I guess I figured out what to say. So that's more good news.