Adolfo

Tonight at the dinner table, my little thank you project came up.  My dad asked, "Is it really that hard to find something to be thankful for?"  I reminded him that I wasn't supposed to be thankful for something, I was supposed to say thank you to someone.  He suggested I say thank you to God and be done with it (that would be my engineer, not so much church going, wonderful dad.). I told him that was outside the rule book.  I had to write a note and mail or hand deliver it.   Honestly, some days it's hard to pull a name out.  Today was not one of those days.

Don't misunderstand.  If today had been a book it could have been, "Miss Carol and the Horrible No Good Terrible Day."  Or maybe "Miss Carol and the Deathly Hallows."  Call it what you will, it was not a stellar day because it was lots of report writing and meetings.  Some meetings I didn't even know were on the schedule.  But at the very end of the day, when I was getting ready to leave a teacher said the nicest thing I have heard all year.  He said that he was glad I was at that building this year.  I almost cried.  Not for the first time that day.  But the first time that day for happy reasons.  There is really no greater compliment than having a coworker acknowledge that you truly care about your students.

Señor N, thanks for making a horrible, no good, terrible day a little less horrible, no good, and terrible!