So Grace broke one my necklaces this morning. It was a gift from a student last year. A red glass heart on a multicolored strand. And I could have been pretty upset about it, but it's just not worth it. She didn't mean it, and I know it will be first of many things that she will break around here. And that is just it - they are things. I hope in the future, I'll be able to remain as calm as I did this morning.
Continuing on with my Day of Thanks #4
1. I'm thankful it is Friday.
2. Thankful it's Friday.
3. It's Friday.
4. It's Friday.
5. It's Friday.
(This day couldn't come fast enough this week.)
BEING THANKFUL FOR THE BLESSINGS, LOVE, HAPPINESS, AND CHALLENGES OF EACH NEW DAY.
1 comment:
It is so hard to accept when our kiddos break our things. I truly empathize. Just think of it as her way of teaching you detachment. You're on your way to becoming holier already...
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