If the 2015/2016 school year was a marathon, I walked–or limped–the second 13 mile stretch.
I tried to keep on the road, but had very little hope of victory.
Then, out of nowhere, I found the will/energy/ability to sprint that last two tenths of a mile of the race. Who knew I had it in me? I never would have guessed that in the 26.2 miles of the journey, I would shine in the last .2?
I am honest about my struggles, but sometimes I do get things right!
It began with Jared’s Prom. A local high school senior, partially paralyzed by a tumor related stroke, was told by his school that he could not attend his senior prom. It was very obvious, very quickly that would not stand. The community came together and Brighten A Corner threw him the prom of a lifetime a few weeks later…
Then my little family put our heads down and started gunning for the end of the school year.
First, there was HISTORY DAY.
We had costumes put together. They were ready the day BEFORE history day. They were cute! The girls studied their characters. Their characters were interesting! Erasmus and Catherine the Great are now people we are quite familiar with! History is such an important part of learning and character development.
I got the end of the year assignments organized. Ryan completed timeline pieces and Shakespeare puppets.
Reagan got A’s on a majority of her finals. Jake was across the country developing his ability to work hard. “Just finished my thirteenth day in a row,” he said. Doing construction. Hard to believe that is the same kid who never got out of bed on time and spent
centuries hours and hours playing video games. Hard times sometimes redeem themselves.
We have a tradition of hosting a last day of school swimming party. This year the last day of school for Ryan was on a Thursday. Kids were finished at noon then would come here. We keep this gathering simple. BBQ chicken, watermelon and chips are the menu. Before they come here the kids have an ice cream social at school so we don’t need more sugar…
Two days earlier, on Tuesday night, Reagan came to me asking, “How would you feel about having the graduation party here?”
She knew the answer before she asked. Of course, we’d love to host the party! Thursday night…after the party for the 1st and 2nd graders.
We sailed right through! Carl and I are getting pretty good at this. We had the second party supplies set aside and organized…so we just picked up trash, washed a load of towels, and viola! Graduation…race home to throw bean dip and chicken wings in the oven and a good time was had by all.
We crossed the finish line, victoriously! (And napped at length the next day.)
He gives strength to the weary
and increases the power of the weak.
Even youths grow tired and weary,
and young men stumble and fall;
but those who hope in the Lord
will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint.
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Wonderful! I love reading about what goes on in the head and life of Robin. Life is a beautiful, wonderful, difficult and fantastic journey. You walk/run/crawl and party well, my friend!
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