*sigh*
What a whirlwind of life lessons I have been on lately. As a teacher by trade, I have a difficult time becoming the student. I suppose its like the saying a doctor makes the worst patient. I bit my tongue today. I wanted to yell out and ask Pappa “why do you always get on me as soon as I get done with work?” Something told me to bite that tongue, because I knew better.
While I am driving home after an errand, I was thinking about that statement. I am glad that I didn’t say it and I decided to turn it back around on myself. I asked myself why do I get so upset with the way I am talked to when I get done work? Answer: because I have just spent 7+ hours being the authoritative figure, the one trying to do the teaching. I am having a very difficult time switching from teacher mode to submissive role. When I’m in that teacher mind frame, I think, why does He think He has the right to talk to me like that? Answer: because I gave Him that gift.
I have to find a way to switch my mindset and switch it fast. I don’t want to lose this great thing that I have. I CAN’T lose it.
One of the great things about me being a teacher….I am constantly reflecting on my day, on my choices, on what I should concentrate all of my focus on. I am so very sorry Pappa. Thank you for being patient with me, for not giving up on me, and for not giving up on us. I love you!
~Always,
mamma
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