I love a challenge, but my flaw, I require reassurance. My dad told me a few years ago that whenever I embarked on something new, once I started it I would turn to him for confirmation that I was on the right track, reinforcement; to be cheered on; a pinch of input and I would be on my way.
That's what I miss from Melvin. In his mind and eyes there was nothing I couldn't do.
- When I came home from teaching in the classroom crying, "I want to do more for the children." He said, "Go back to school and get your masters, you'd be a good little counselor.
- When he had fix it projects at home and he asked for my help he would say, "Kee, you a good little helper."
- When I was insecure about disciplining the boys when they were little because I wasn't their biological mother he'd say, "You discipline the children at school, you don't love these God gave you enough to do the same?"
- When I was undecided about leading a high school as a principal, he said, "Poo you can do it, just be yourself and it doesn't matter if they don't like you as long and they respect you and follow your leadership."
- When I was very ill, he held my hand and my heart and never left my side.
- When I couldn't sleep at night, because of the ideas I had in my mind for work, he set up a desk next to my side of the bed. ( he got tired of me waking him up in the middle of the night:-))
- When he left for heaven he left all the tools I would need to tinker about the house, i.e cleaning supplies, caulking, exacto blades, etc, new, in unopened packaging. Not having these items when I need them frustrates me to tears).
I couldn't help but succeed.
Tomorrow...
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