Here is my journey to find out what makes me unmistakable, what brings me joy... and to release the thoughts in my head.



January 28, 2009

I have the day off. It is a good thing. Well, actually, I am working from home, so it is not a real day off. But, I am getting a lot of observations inputted for my kids, and that is great. I thought, well, while I am online, why not blog for a bit. I mean really, isn't it the nice thing about working from home?
So, I logged in. On my dash board, I noticed something new. I have a new follower. Not on this blog, but on Sensing the Differences. If you didn't know, I post there about our journey with Sensory Processing Disorder, and the ups and downs of it all. I know that my mother follows along. I was surprised int he fall to discover my sister, Beth, also read the adventures with Ruth. But, today, I discovered that someone I have never met joined my journey. This is cool, especially because she does not appear to have any other bloggy friends in common with me. I guess, it should keep up with posting over there. :)

As far as other areas of life, well I struggled this week with my goal: JOY. It is hard to explain, but there have been a few places where there were breakdowns in communication, and it hit me kind of hard. Tears on the drive home because I felt that a coworker was saying I did my paper work wrong. She was only saying that she couldn't accept the transfer as it was. (One of my kids aged out of my group into hers, and needs medication papers. I don't need them for my group, so you can see why I was frustrated. It finally occurred to me that if this child was not already in a group, she would not received services at all, so we are working with mom. It is okay, just a glitch.) Frustration at home, which is being worked out. Sometimes it occurs to me that I do not set resolutions because I eventually give up on them. But, not this time. I may have hit a bump in the road, but hey, it occurs to me that sometimes bumps can bring joy.

Sort of like that HUGE bump by the church on the way out of Ashaway. When you don't know it is there, it can be bothersome. But, when you can plan for it, you speed up and enjoy the swooping feeling. Now, just the thought of that can bring a smile to my face. :)

3 comments:

Christie said...

Is that the bump Mom used to fly over when we were younger, or do you have two such bumps there in your neck of the woods?!? :)

Anonymous said...

I HAD KINDA FORGOTTEN ABOUT THAT BUMP!! BUT WHEEEEE JUST THINKING ABOUT IT MAKES MY TUMMY TIGHTEN! I USED TO REALLY LOVE MAKING YOU GUYS ALL SQUEAL!!

Kathy said...

Generations of squealing! I remember being in the back seat--and the driver's seat for that bump! Same holds true in life too. Sometimes you can plan because you are in charge of the vehicle and other times you just brace for the ride! Maybe I can convince Beth to fly over while we are visiting this weekend! Lots of love!!