Finding my balance

Thursday, April 28, 2011

It has been quite the week—the loss of a job that mattered to me coming just ahead (hours ahead) of a last day of class with students I grew to love coming in the midst of submissions of two new books.  In an hour or so, I'm off to Conestoga High School, a familiar, welcoming place, to meet with the aspiring writers and their teachers who are gathering for the Central League Writing Contest.  I posted a wet-haired vlog tribute to Rachel Bing and her Zionsville sixth graders in the throes of it all (begging their forgiveness for both the hair and my mid-stream sentence shifts that left verbs on less than speaking terms with nouns) and I went dancing, because sometimes you have to. 

In the middle of the middle of everything else, I received a note from my cherished son about a paper he had written. He's not a boastful kid, my son, only one who shares his happiness, and I was elated with him, for him, after he had shared his news.  "What do you suppose enabled you to write a paper that got such a response?" I asked him.

"I think the key was that I was really comfortable with the material and therefore I know what I needed to say and what examples to use to make my argument," he emailed back. "It helps that I really enjoy what I'm learning, too."

Note to self:  Do not forget the basics. Love what you do. It might just love you back.

4 comments:

Caroline Starr Rose said...

Love this.

How fortunate I am to be living what I love!

Susan Taylor Brown said...

What a perfectly wonderful reminder for us all. Your son is a wise young man.

Lilian Nattel said...

What a mixed bag of a day. Congratulations to your son!

Anna Lefler said...

It's all too much!

But you will prevail. I have no doubt of it.

Rock on, Beth.

:^) A.

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