BFF, this morning I woke up and I felt like there is a film covering me.........distorting my vision......my path......my destiny.
The wonderful world of parenthood has led me to the orientation for a summer film program my son has been accepted to.....reluctantly he applied and went to the interview.......not surprising to me, he was accepted. Not to boast or brag, but my son has some talents he just can not see....maybe he sees them, but he is so damn lazy. Out of over 5000 applicants, he is one of 250 chosen to participate in this highly sought after summer program for the arts. Some children just don't know how talented they are, my son is gonna be one of the ones who knows.
It always works out like this.....his teacher or an adult sees in him some great talent and nurtures it.....pushes him to help it grow. Apprehensively, my son does the bare minimum to appease, the end result is always the same......he gets accepted into a program, a program in which he should not be accepted to because he does not completely fit the requirements (this program is only for 10th graders and up, he is a 9th grader) but some how gets accepted. Some guys have all the luck, and my son is one of those guys.
I accompanied him to the orientation, trying to ignore his nasty attitude as we were driving to Astoria. I get lost in my mind, so you know we had to leave early so that we would not get lost driving there. You would think we were going on a road trip the way I was getting directions from every where.
My son is of no help to me. I think he finds pleasure in the fact that I always get lost. You would think it would bother him by now, but all he does is get lost in his cellphone instead of using it as a GPS for me.
His sense of direction is better than mine, so naturally, I asked him if we were going the right way, he goes to school in Astoria, figure I would let him help me out.
Everything happens for a reason, EVERYTHING! As I was driving and fussing with him because I decided to follow his directions, we witnessed a car and school bus accident that put me in perspective........causing me to suddenly snap out of my funk and become instantly grateful for EVERYTHING and I mean EVERYTHING! I wish it had the same effect on my son, he is another story.
With a scowl on his face, we walked into the auditorium for orientation. Oh shit, I forgot to send out my daily affirmation texts, no sweat, I can do it while pretending to pay attention, lol. As I began reading the affirmations, a song being sung caught my attention. The song was about being tired of doing things everyone elses' way and never getting anything you want out of life; about being true to you. Me, being the sensitive spirit I am, was touched by the words and the message and found myself crying in the auditorium....ain't no shame.......it gave me the second message of the day that I really needed to hear.........
Shortly after my crying spell, lol, orientation ended and class started for the students. I saw my son's angry face and told him I would come back to give him money for lunch. When I left the school, I was showered with sun, enveloping me in warmth and peace.....God always gives me what I need, even when I think he forgets about me (wink, the same goes for you!). I got back to the school with some money and was shocked........surprised to see my son having fun and making his class mates and teachers laugh......something else I needed to see...........
I guess this film that is around me is slowly fading.......let's see what the week has in store for me.......
After giving him the money for lunch, I was on my way back on the road to go home..........
The wonderful world of parenthood has led me to the orientation for a summer film program my son has been accepted to.....reluctantly he applied and went to the interview.......not surprising to me, he was accepted. Not to boast or brag, but my son has some talents he just can not see....maybe he sees them, but he is so damn lazy. Out of over 5000 applicants, he is one of 250 chosen to participate in this highly sought after summer program for the arts. Some children just don't know how talented they are, my son is gonna be one of the ones who knows.
It always works out like this.....his teacher or an adult sees in him some great talent and nurtures it.....pushes him to help it grow. Apprehensively, my son does the bare minimum to appease, the end result is always the same......he gets accepted into a program, a program in which he should not be accepted to because he does not completely fit the requirements (this program is only for 10th graders and up, he is a 9th grader) but some how gets accepted. Some guys have all the luck, and my son is one of those guys.
I accompanied him to the orientation, trying to ignore his nasty attitude as we were driving to Astoria. I get lost in my mind, so you know we had to leave early so that we would not get lost driving there. You would think we were going on a road trip the way I was getting directions from every where.
My son is of no help to me. I think he finds pleasure in the fact that I always get lost. You would think it would bother him by now, but all he does is get lost in his cellphone instead of using it as a GPS for me.
His sense of direction is better than mine, so naturally, I asked him if we were going the right way, he goes to school in Astoria, figure I would let him help me out.
Everything happens for a reason, EVERYTHING! As I was driving and fussing with him because I decided to follow his directions, we witnessed a car and school bus accident that put me in perspective........causing me to suddenly snap out of my funk and become instantly grateful for EVERYTHING and I mean EVERYTHING! I wish it had the same effect on my son, he is another story.
With a scowl on his face, we walked into the auditorium for orientation. Oh shit, I forgot to send out my daily affirmation texts, no sweat, I can do it while pretending to pay attention, lol. As I began reading the affirmations, a song being sung caught my attention. The song was about being tired of doing things everyone elses' way and never getting anything you want out of life; about being true to you. Me, being the sensitive spirit I am, was touched by the words and the message and found myself crying in the auditorium....ain't no shame.......it gave me the second message of the day that I really needed to hear.........
Shortly after my crying spell, lol, orientation ended and class started for the students. I saw my son's angry face and told him I would come back to give him money for lunch. When I left the school, I was showered with sun, enveloping me in warmth and peace.....God always gives me what I need, even when I think he forgets about me (wink, the same goes for you!). I got back to the school with some money and was shocked........surprised to see my son having fun and making his class mates and teachers laugh......something else I needed to see...........
I guess this film that is around me is slowly fading.......let's see what the week has in store for me.......
After giving him the money for lunch, I was on my way back on the road to go home..........
