FINALLY! Yesterday was the last day of this school year– I can almost believe we made it! Sitting, watching “Bill and Ted’s Most Excellent Adventure” was still not quite calming the jitters left over from getting everyone thru to the end of the day. It took a lot of hug time.
And what a day- talk about going out with a bang- I had to enlist hubby’s help to get everywhere, tho’ it wasn’t all bad… First, TeaRose to school for the last day of 11th grade finals, (she is still emotional about her less than good English grade, but happier with the other classes and their willingness to help her pull things together thru her overload times), then to Jr high, and photo’s for Kydee’s awards, 1st half- but I couldn’t stay, ’cause I had to run over to a second high school to sign papers and have a mini IEP with their spec-ed team- going to try school again for DK, he needs out of the house and I am overbooked for my ability to keep him going in schooling (10th grade) especially with this coming summer(more of that in a bit). It’s a second High School because the one we have as our district school is a smaller school (which I love, and where the girls are) and it does not have all the services he needs- only the bigger one has classes that are for normal, grade level (or above) course work yet still small classes et.al. … then back to the Jr. high for the rest of the awards- and then home to get everyone lunch.
Phew! Of course, after lunch- I took the 3 younger ones to celebrate with Ice Cream- they sure deserved it!
Beautiful TeaRose went into aftershock shakes and crying before the end of lunch. By evening, it was 3 times. She said thru her panic tears- “I don’t know what’s wrong! I don’t know why am crying.”
“Do you know how when we shake soda pop bottles, it’s like they store up all that fizziness, ready to explode when we open it?– We are like that too. When we have heavy stress, it’s like shaking a Soda Bottle.
This last bit of the semester and finals has been like shaking the bottle A LOT. And suddenly stopping and relaxing can be like opening the soda bottle. Not just you- it’s a know fact that a lot of people get cold and flu at the start of their vacation…
The way to fix the soda and us is the same- it just needs quiet time for a while to calm down.”
“Oh” (and lots of hugs)
It made a lot of sense, and still does. Sometimes it feels like there are seasons in our life when the Lord is really pushing us to the edge for maximum personal growth. I heard a saying the other day- “why do things come in clusters?” but I got thinking, and I think that the Lord knows our time here in this Earthlife is not long, and I think it is more like “Shaking the Soda Bottle” of our learning curve, as often as he can- and then letting it rest when needed to keep from the explosions that might not be good for us.
It doesn’t have to be much- Some of MY rest periods are courage quotes, scriptures, and mini funny moments, or moments of awesome clarity (sometimes they are both)- they get me thru- so before I end this post, I thought I would share a couple from my journal this last month—
May 7th- Brand- “Thanks mom for putting up with me when my intellect turns on and off”
(Me- “I wouldn’t say on and off- it’s more like you have a door that opens and shuts your access to it.”)
And again on May 7th- Ryan was telling me that they have found documentary proof that medieval knights also got Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. I said – “you know who else they have found gets ptsd?” He said “who” I said “moms of of Autistic kids.” To which he replied- “I don’t think there is anyone in this house that has Autism.” :) I did manage to keep a straight face, but also told him to look up the high functioning end of Autism, not the low functioning end- but I am really going to have to make a poster or two.
This week, Brand came back to the subject… “Mom, I’ve been thinking, maybe I might have had some of that ‘Autistism’ stuff in high school”- (me-sincere, straight face, very important) “but,” he kept on, “the word Autistic is very “toxic” right now. If it ever enters a conversation… (trying to say-all my efforts are lost.)” There you have it- wisdom from them who know.
So, you know, prayers are pretty constant for me-
This morning I had a beautiful flash of insight- remembering all the years of coaching kids thru their prayers, there were significant amounts of times that I would have to tell them to think of 3 good things every night to say thank you for… And it suddenly translated into making a place for teens to play a similar game of one good thing every day for the summer. I am excited- I think this will be good. Already my TeaRose is on board. She looked up baby-giggle videos to share- which got us sitting side-by-side on my bed, a laptop each; and me coaching her thru the details of deeper navigating of face book – and ended in a “poke” fight that went to a tickle fight– and released the rest of that soda bottle for her… I love my kids. So grateful for Heaven’s Help to get them thru this mountain of life. Keeping on-one day at a time.
(oh- p.s. note… while looking for photos, I found an amazing science project site… going to have to do this one during this summer…http://www.stevespanglerscience.com/lab/experiments/mentos-soda-popdrop