"When you really matter to someone, that person will always make time for you. No excuses, no lies, and no broken promises."

This is so hard. When is this going to be over?

Busy, busy weekend. Had lots of fun! Ready for fall break at the end of next week!!

I go to three inclusion classes during the course of the day. These are regular ed. classes, with special education students. My job is to wander around the classroom, helping all of the students, if needed, but, focusing on the special education students, without any of the students knowing that I'm there mainly for my "special" kiddos.

In one of these classes, the regular ed. teacher was gone today. There was a male substitute teacher. When I walked into the classroom, the kids were going bananas! One particular student, whom I will call "Johnny" noticed me walk in and immediately says, "Miss Stamper!! I'm SO glad you're here, the class is going crazy; they're being awful for the sub!" This is quite comical and ironic to me, because normally, "Johnny" is one of the main ring leaders, if you will, when the regular ed. teacher is present. I look him in the eye, and he's serious; he's completely upset with the behavior of his classmates. They are being quite loud and rambunctious. I say, "Okay, thanks," then, stepped back to observe how the substitute was going to handle the situation. He seemed to be doing fairly good at executing the lesson, however, the kids were, unfortunately, not listening to him, for they were way too busy talking, laughing, and cutting up. In the meantime, I quickly drew up a seating chart, then, in just a second or two, held up my seating chart and explained that I was taking notes on behavior and would be glad to share it with Mrs. Teacher-lady when she returns tomorrow. Immediate silence and cooperation took place in the classroom. :) I enjoyed watching excellent behavior from that point on.

Three minutes before the bell was about to ring to dismiss the classroom, little Mr. 8th grade, big man on campus, Johnny, caught my eye from across the room and mouths the word, "I need to go to the restroom!!!" with sheer terror and agony on his face. I look back at him and mouth the words, "I do too!" with even more terror and agony on MY face.

IF ONLY I'd had a camera to record the look on his face....then, he mouths the words..."YOU do?!?!" I nod my head "Yes". He just looks dumbfounded. He doesn't know how to react. Then, a great big smile comes over his face.

Priceless.

I won.

To the heart broken, scared, angry, lonely, lost... "Be still and know that I am God."

Okay, okay, so I wished the Longhorns "good luck". Forgive me? :)

Congrats! I hope you had fun. I'm sure you were right there in the big middle of it all, having fun, THIS time.

The Pokes won too!! :) Woo-Hoo!!!

On a new journey...

Which way do I go?

So many choices...

A little confused, but excited...

Lord, help me to make the right decision.

I can't believe this weekend is here again. What horrible, horrible memories. What was supposed to be so much fun, turned into a nightmare. I knew before we even left, we were doomed. I could feel it in my bones. Why couldn't you just tell me before we went down that long, lonely road?

I know you're probably there again this weekend. I hope you have a better weekend this year than the one we had last year. I hope this game works better for you.

Go Longhorns! :)

Praying I get out of this funk soon. I just want to move on. I just want to be happy again. I just want to live again. Please, Lord, help me to move on. Why can't I just forget? Why can't I just move on?

Much to do today. Would love to go to the fair today. However, I have so much to get done. The days are flying by, yet I feel as if I'm moving in slow motion. Help me, Lord.