Today, I felt like Alexander. You know, Alexander and the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. It started at 6:30 am with me tripping, falling, and breaking a clothes rack in my room and scratching the wall in a house that isn’t mine, then…. well my day at work, lets just say the title of the book doesn’t even cover it, and lastly the thing I was most looking forward to during the day was going to see the movie the Drop box with my mom. Well, it was sold out.
As I lay in my bed tonight, I am reminded of where I have been this past year and how my day did not include watching starving children, or sex trafficked women, or living off a handful of beans and rice. Yeah, after thinking of their days, my day was… Blessed.
Today, I held a sick baby and prayed for him in a free country.
Today, I fed a child breakfast from my lunch box, knowing I would have plenty for lunch later.
Today, I held, prayed for, and loved on a tantruming 6 year old.
Today, I worked with colleagues and administrators that supported me and my love of teaching and children on a hard day.
Today, I made extra money at a second job.
Today, I had a warm rain jacket to wear during dismissal.
Today, I laughed with my mom as I stuffed McDonalds in my purse to sneak it into our sold out movie.
Today, I am thankful for the blessing of my Terrible, Horrible, No good, Very Bad Day!
