When I was fifteen, my mother had twin boys. I adored them. When they hit school age, one of my brothers had a learning disability. School was not easy for him. One day when he was really little, my mother was going over his work and pulled out a worksheet which was checked with lots of red marks from his teacher. My heart hurt for him. I was ready to give him a pep talk, when he looked up at our mom and beamed,
“Mom! Look how many I got right!”
I am taking an on-line class right now, and in all my crazy business of getting my book out, I missed an email telling me the details and all the assignments, so I am a couple of weeks behind. Nothing I can’t catch up with but I’m not feeling like my usual straight A self. I’d been getting some emails from the instructor, but nothing too meaty, and I was waiting, waiting, for the class to really kick in. Little did I know it had kicked in, without me!
Today, while I learn from my mishaps, let me focus on what I’m doing right. My intention with the class is to really learn. It is not to go gangbusters for the A.
I’ll be spending the day, joyfully catching up. Appreciative there is always so much to learn.