I decided to start blogging as a way to pour out my heart and pull myself out of my funk. These past three days have been dark, heavy, melancholy, depressed, despondent (I don't know any other words to use).
I was so excited to take Friday off work so I could go to the children's conference. After conference, my heart sunk! My older little one Lala (I have three teenagers and three little ones) has not been doing great in school. She is on the honor roll but lately has not been turning in her assignments. She has twelve missing assignments, nine of which she has completed but just forgot to turn in. One is not finished and two she couldn't find. The middle little one, Sisi got a C+ in reading comprehension but A in the other classes. The baby, Rosie is still excelling.
My heart sunk because I blamed myself for the children performing below their potential. I have been working extra hours at work. I feel so guilty. So guilty that I couldn't get out of bed.
Is it just the guilty though? There must be something else....
Fast forward to three days later, and I feel better! I was able to pull myself out of my funk without messing up my relationship with all my loved ones...most especially my husband.
Lala still forgot to turn in her missing assignments on Monday, so I had to go to class with her (thereby being late for work) on Tuesday to make sure she turned in her assignments.
