Wondering about my Wanderings

Rising up from the ashes.

It is funny how your life can rise up just when you think it is all but over. I went to work in a real heavy mood. I got written up and this supposedly smart graduate student was written up for not writing traffic tickets right. How retarded is that!!!

The funny thing is that I have learned a most valuable lesson. It is ok for me to make mistakes. I almost have tears in my eyes as I write the damn ticket and have to call the supervisors and verify that I have done it correctly. I feel like an idiot. But it is like the cocoon is bursting. I am learning it is okay to mistakes. I have worked nine years with no write up. I thought I was in control. The dumb, snot nosed kid who everyone says stinks has given me a gift. I am learning all over again it is okay to make mistakes. I doubt I will ever trust the kid very much. He is hurt me too many times. We often say love the sinner and not the sin. Maybe there are times that we are not so sure about a person who wounded us and yet celebrate with all the saints they are being used to better me.