Monday, June 30, 2008

Distracted

I hope everyone will all forgive me today - I am distracted and unprepared. I HATE not being prepared and can count the total number of times I have come to any class not prepared on both hands of fingers (ok, maybe I might need my toes as well). The point is, I have not quite recuperated from the emotional tornado I experienced this weekend in essentially losing two sons, one to another woman (yes, I really do believe getting married to a wonderful girl is a great thing) and the second to West Point. As we speak this son is experiencing hell (which a course he chose) and there are pictures gradually being posted on the West Point website of the day as they are experiencing it. All I want to do is sit and scour over them in the fleeting hope that I might see his face. Please forgive me for being so self involved. I had to take time from this assignment to look at a few before I could force myself to get back on task. I am a wreck.

On top of this, I have these stupid fake nails on that I wore to my sons wedding. I can't type worth a darn with these contraptions on my fingers. I liked how they looked Saturday but have been trying to figure out a way to rip them off ever since. Nuts.

Kris, you did a great job today. I liked being exposed to alternative ways to facillitate learning for students. I also enjoyed the strategy of cutting up our writing to have others evaluate and reorganize it. I was embarassed that I didn't have one to utilize but that goes right back to my original apology of being unprepared. Rats. I will strive to do better tomorrow. Maybe with some sleep I will be more equipped for learning and my emotions will be under control. I appreciate any generous understanding you can extend my way.

2 comments:

Chris said...

Family comes first. Hang in there and let us know if you need anything. I feel like we are becoming a family of writers.

S. Gradin said...

I wasn't going to say anything about those fake nails, but since your brought it up . . ...

Your emotions are fine with me. You have just come through--or are coming through--two very big life changes. There will be all kinds of joy and sadness as you watch your boys move on with their lives. It is OK to share that.