Between the bomb threats, the fights, the drugs, the unkindness, the apathy and the strain of all the meetings that seem to be popping up like flowers in the spring-time rain I am so worn out. Emotionally and physically and spiritually.
I really feel like the only way I get through a day is through the power of Christ. But at least I have 2 really great lessons planned for tomorrow. There's never any certainty that I will get to teach them, but I've brought my A game.
Saturday I am sleeping all day.
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emily, you are fierce and a fighter and i have mad respect for the career you've chosen. you are doing a damn good job, too.
the hard days will come and then they will go. look towards the positive days. i can't wait to skype with you and william.
:)
I am still with you guappo
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