I am thankful for:
- 13th Avenue Coffeehouse’s Green Curry bowl and chips with salsa.
- A phone call from someone I haven’t heard from in a while. His funny story about watching a person poop in the middle of the street from his apartment. I could hear him smiling as he told it which made it twice as funny.
- I’m a part of a prayer group and today we met to talk about how we should handle recent events and the topic of Black Lives Matter. Should we lead a prayer meeting? We have a diverse group of women leading the group, some with more melanin in their skin and some with less. They are dear to me because when I was in Toronto, they became some of my closest friends. We’d set up a meeting for an hour and end up sitting all afternoon talking and laughing till water spilled from our eyes. Once a pastor cancelled this meeting we had set up with him to talk about getting a place to pray downtown Toronto. It sucked a bit but we ended up sitting in their chapel having one of the best heart-to-hearts, cackling till our sides split and praying. None of our meetings are able to go for less than 45 minutes because conversation flows so well. These women are like sisters to me. And I thought that if anyone could push for unity it would be us because we did it so well before… I don’t know if I did the right thing by asking everyone to come together to talk about what’s going on. I like to think these conversations are worth having but they can be very tense. I don’t know if I led the conversation well. I could barely pray at the end because I was so frustrated. But we were able to extend our time to hash it out longer. We didn’t really solve anything but at the end, we prayed the Our Father as suggested by another friend. It was the only thing that we had in common at that point. And I’m thankful for that.
- I was offered a teaching contract this week. It’s an arts ed teaching position that serves three elementary schools. It was answered prayer as I was feeling very directionless and wasn’t sure if God even wanted me in Regina anymore. So many doors had closed and I couldn’t tell if He wanted me to continue being a sub or if I should start pursuing a different career. Anyway, I did a small fast that began Sunday night and I broke it today (hence, the green curry bowl and chips with salsa). The principal had called me Monday but I missed his call. So I was totally despairing I had missed a chance but he called back on Tuesday and offered the arts ed position. I accepted it and all the admin have reached out to introduce themselves. Today I went to visit one of the schools. The principal is really funny and has already loaned me a book about assessments. Everyone has been so supportive. Tomorrow I’ll go visit another school after work in the morning. It’s going to be a very busy year but honestly, I’m so grateful to have direction. To know I’ll be in Regina for awhile. To teach again. To hang out with kids. I missed them the moment schools shut down.
- I’m in a playwrighting class led by one of my high school teachers, Dan Macdonald. Sometimes I think too hard when I’m writing and just need a pep talk. Dan gets me to focus on the basics and not worry about doing it ‘right.’ I’ve missed this a lot.
- I’m thankful my taxes are done.
- I’m thankful for visits with the women at church who are down-to-earth and also pretty funny.
- I’m thankful for the smell of those blossoming trees when I go on my walks. It’s the best.
I need to go to bed now. Gotta work in the AM.