Friday, May 17, 2013
I must say, having the site down was mildly traumatic for me last night. I didn't think it a big deal at first, but I wanted to finish tracking and blog while the night was still young. Alas, I did not and so here I am again.
This week has been pretty awesome. I hit the 50 lbs. weight loss, which let me sneak in under the obese BMI and substantially under my half way weight loss goal (25 pounds to go). I've also started getting comments more frequently about my looking good, dressing better, etc... so while sometimes I can't see the difference in the mirror others can and sometimes it's nice to hear you're doing a good job.
On the good job note, yesterday was my summative evaluation. In my district we sit down with our supervisors at the end of the year and reflect on our teaching skills, accomplishments, etc... producing evidence of our successes and failures. The end result is a number (much like a GPA) that indicates the teacher as: unsatisfactory, basic, proficient, or distinguished (terrible classifications, right?). It is also stressed that no one can be entirely distinguished - that proficient is where good teachers "live". Anyway, I had my summative and the end result was entirely distinguished! My boss said she wished all her meetings were that easy and that I am an exemplary member of the department. And while I know I work hard, it - again - is nice to hear the acknowledgement.
All in all my day was pretty sweet yesterday. I was feeling proud, accomplished, and - wait for it - MOTIVATED!
And then I received a terrible call late last night that has me so concerned and unsure of what to do next. My mother called, crying hysterically. My youngest brother, who is a legal adult, has been on heroin since October. Please don't jump to any judgements; this is something he has discovered on his own and apparently when he was serving in the military. I want nothing more than to run to the rescue, to help, to protect, but at the same time what can I do? It's a helpless situation because if he can't help himself, how can anybody else? We found out last night that his friends and girlfriend tried interventions, one of his friends has overdosed, and one is in jail! All these things and yet he still is making these choices. I am concerned for him and my mom, who is taking on the burden with no one immediately there for her.
I wish there were answers for everything, but for now I'll take prayer.