I'm so glad to be back to work. It really all fell into my lap and it was too good to pass up. When I first started working there in 2002 it kinda felt the same way. I started looking for school social work jobs September- not the standard school hiring time. For some reason greater than me I feel that I am suppose to be working at my dear school.
This year has been tough, though. Quite tough. Crazy family situations that are so overwhelming and honestly, lack much hope. Generations of poverty and depression and violence.
Thursday I came home near tears.
On Friday I met with an old grad school friend who is doing amazing, amazing work with families. Her agency's success rates are quite remarkable. We brewed up a partnership.
After I left I called my co-worker expressing my joy and hope.
There are times when God/the Univerise/Love pulls through when we allow it and ask for it and have hope in it.
I am confident that Love will prevail at our little school. That we can live in hope.