Crossroads on the Journey

I had another of those moments where I knew I had gone through the bad times so that I could lead someone else through them. One of my before-school students fail to show up on Thursday. So I of course let her have it about commitment, responsibility, blah, blah, blah to which she responded with 2 single tears rolling down each cheek and the garbled response "I think my parents are getting a divorce." All I could do was hold her close and open the door for her to come running in. So on Friday, I did no teaching of reading but I did give her absolutely everything she needed to make it through the day. The hard times were indeed hard but I have had several occasions now where I have realilzed why it had to be the way it was. I am stronger and wiser and have the honor of holding the hand of others while I sometimes pull them along and other times stand behind so they can keep trudging forward. This student is definitely on my mind and I pray that she has what she needs to get through the week until we see each other again. Stay strong, baby and know that grown-up fighting is never ever about the children left in its wake.