Bee Mine

My goal this year is to be more compassionate when I’m with my kids and the hub.  I need to be careful about what I ask for because I’m being put to the test left, right and 24/7. For instance, last week when my daughter yelled at me for not toasting a bagel for her - my compassion was no where to be found.  In fact, I probably wouldn’t talk to my worst enemy the same way that I spoke to her.  After I dropped her off at school, I screamed my head off.  What a great way to start the day! 

Riding Off Into the Sunset

Just a couple of weeks ago, on MLK Jr. Day, I got a call from Ms. Ruth, our piano teacher. She told me that she had about 3-4 weeks to live because she was dying from ovarian cancer. I could sense that she had more calls to make because she didn’t give me much time to get over the shock. She offered up three options: 1. I tell the kids that she’s dying, 2. She could tell the kids or 3. We don’t tell the kids and she just rides off into the sunset. I chose to tell the kids and they decided that they wanted to see her before she died.