Tuesday, March 21, 2006


I'd forgotten. Fifteen days ago I'd been at a meeting. Adults were shouting at each other. Adults were yelling at me. I walked out on the meeting. I was supposed to be chairing the meeting. We were to be seeking solutions. Everything seemed to have fallen apart. Though I knew it was not my fault I felt concern over each of the children affected by this disastrous outcome. For my own well being I had to withdraw totally from the situation. Now I was at a very different meeting. There was no shouting. This was near boring compared. The meeting was in Room 101.

2 comments:

tammy said...

Ashley was the president at her university this year, but only lasted in the position for 2 months, her sweet spirit, could not adjust to the anger, that seems to be in so many hearts, how i felt what you felt, you are very blessed with words, words excite my inner spirit, thanks tammy

windy angels said...

Thanks Tammy.
So great to hear from you. Check often. I plan to post much of my writing here. I can also e-mail you longer and more pieces if you're interested.
Love ya,
W.

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