Spirit Weak or Spirit Week

True confessions…I am easily sad these days.  I am working hard to remember that feeling sad is okay.  With My Girl on the other side of the world, my role in life is moving from mother to grandmother.  I am working hard to remember that feeling sad honors the love for the one that is ‘leaving’, growing, changing.  The sadness is mingled with delight as I am cleaning out her room (the squirrel’s nest)* and reorganizing it my way.  It is an odd collection of feelings…and my soul has felt tired…

I work at an elementary school with lots of little people.  It is spirit week.  A week for spirit and a bit of fun, but I did not really want to ‘play’…

Crazy Hair day…I’ll pass…except My Librarian was in the spirit and I had a realization…it is not all about me.   We work with kids and there may be one of them that needs to see my playful spirit…I needed to get it together.  Luckily, I did know exactly where my box of Halloween supplies were… Spirit week…I might have missed it.Some of the kids were funny…like the 5th grade boy with a diaper on his head…and some of them were sweet…like the 4th grade boy who spiked his hair using maple syrup!  They were all there with eyes wide open to see who was playing along…and I am glad I did.

Today is pajama day…  Cow jammies…check!

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*Cleaned out of the squirrel’s nest…

Inside 7 purses:

2 apples

1 banana

1 spoon

1 fork

1 diet coke

1 container of cooked soy beans

1 baggie of nuts

1 packet of granola

2 boxes of raisins

1 candy cane

candy wrappers

bobby pins

chap sticks