Gosh...I'm thankful it's Saturday! Whew...I'm actually meeting a classmate in a few hours to work on one of the many projects I have due this semester. I'm so tired of driving to the campus...and lately...it seems like I'm getting called to sub on days I have class at night which makes for a long day. I had to get some coffee on my way to class the other night...I was so tired. This classmate lives in the area so we are meeting at a local library...Thank God!
Speaking of driving...last Tuesday after I got my coffee...I was driving down a long rural road in the middle of cornfields to the university when I came upon a bad car accident! It was so weird...for when I came up on it I wasn't sure what was going on. The accident must have just happened...for people were getting out of their cars and running to the car that was in bad shape(there was an eerie silence, the driver of that car was not coming out). Looks like a truck hit the car. The truck was in the cornfields and car in the ditch...there was a long strip of dirt and gunk going through the middle of the road. I saw a few people on their cells calling so I knew I didn't have to do that and people were at the car trying to help that person so I thought...It's best for me to leave but do I drive through that gunk? I did...I knew that once the police arrived, etc...I wouldn't make it to class and I knew I had no business waiting around...so I continued on and prayed for the driver of that car and that I wasn't going to flatten a tire. The men in the truck were walking around so they were fine. Thank God...my tires were fine (I checked after class) and apparently the driver of that car was fine too for I didn't hear about the accident on the news or in the papers (usually if there's a fatality..it's mentioned). My friend in the class mentioned that when she got to the scene, the driver of the car was rushed to the Hsp. I was shaking when I got to class....I get so upset when I come upon an accident like that..especially when I get there before help arrives. I thought "What would I do if I was the first one on the scene or I saw the accident happen? Would I be one of those to get out and help the victims?" I was thankful that I got that cup of coffee for I may have been involved....or have seen the accident happen. It's funny how a few changes in the routine can actually be a life saver. Oh...there is now four way stop signs at that intersection where before it was two. It's interesting how that accident provoked the state to act quickly.
Speaking of subbing that day....I subbed at a school where I used to be a para (classroom aide). So, a lot of the teachers know me. It's nice however two of the teachers I worked with knew I was TTC'ing and adopting. So of course, they asked me how it was all going, etc (I just want people to quit FLIPPING ASKING!!!). One of the teachers is expecting baby #2 so she admitted to feeling weird about asking me about my own journey to parenthood. I told both teachers I was done...I gave it to God and that my future students are going to be my "children". When they both asked if they should quit asking me...I answered "That's a good idea. There isn't much to say.".. I also added that my hubby and I are happy and content with our decision. Which we are. Honestly...most days are good but of course there are days I'm sad that I won't be a parent. I'm human and I have to allow for grieving and feeling sad. I am well aware that the society we live in makes living childless harder than it really is. It's like children give us worth, value and a purpose. God has His reasons...He has a bigger plan for us...and I know one day whether here on earth or on judgement day...I will know why. I've got three more classes to take after this semester and student teaching...it's all in reach now. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. I'm going to be a dedicated and loving teacher. I trust this is God's plan...and I know in my heart all will be good.
The rest of the week was slow....I sent home four children with the flu the other day and I started to feel run down myself so I've been home resting. That swi.ne fl.u is going around in a big way around me. I got the fl.u sho.t but that wasn't for the sw.ine fl.u. That shot won't be avail until the end of Oct. Praying I stay healthy as well as the rest of you fellow bloggers.
God Bless you all.
I always worry about the same things when I approach an accident. How will I react? I'm not the best a thinking on my feet.
ReplyDeleteThat's crazy about the accident. I'm glad that the other teachers at least asked about whether you wanted to talk about your IF journey.
ReplyDeleteI like the teachers asked what they should do. So many would just keep on asking.
ReplyDeleteThis is why I debate so much about telling anyone, including my family. I just don't want to be asked about it!
I've heard a lot of absolutely appalling stories of people asking IFers questions, and all the people who asked "so when are you going to have kids?" in the first 2-3 years we were married really annoyed me. But frankly I haven't had any horrible stories. I think people are just asking - these days, it's really only people who are naturally pretty blunt about everything. Why should they treat this with kid gloves? And I've found that I can give them an answer that makes everybody happy - if I don't want to talk about it I can say that, or I can give a vague answer and shut the conversation down. I know I've been lucky, but it seems lately people are just asking things...people ask things. If you ask the good ones to stop, they will stop. I think that's nice.
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