On the Today Show this morning, I was reminded of the tragedy of 9-11-01. A survivor and his family were being interviewed, the 9-11 Surfer. The struggle each individual has to comfortably live within their own skin was highlighted. As the fella quoted a friend that perished that day, "Each day is a cherished gift."
I felt bounty in the garden this morning when I gathered two nice sized zucchini.
I felt blessed as I spent some time unpacking at Bell Hill. I organized the math cupboard and musical instruments for teacher use. There remains many boxes, but I see great progress. Again, I felt like a rock star on the campus as kids shout out, "Mrs. K!" It was fun to help my new friend, Renee, serve lunches.
I sold another book, and wrote a note to my granddaughter. I wasn't able to reach her by phone.
The German "sons" froliced in the pool while I trimmed back the shasta daisies and berry vines in the pool area. I enjoyed the German beer that Robert and Marcus brought from their local village. Eleven of us gathered at the Ol Republic Brewery where we enjoyed pizza and a fruit tart with our tasty local brew. I do love beer! It is my bread group for healthy eating.
We stopped at Staples for some shipping tape on the way home. They had already closed, but outside the door stood a former ROP student and mother of one of my first graders. Savannah asked, "What do you need Mrs. K?" She popped inside and brought out a roll for me. Robert and Marcus were amazed. They said that would never happen in Germany! They told the story of how a lady paid for their parking at Bridgeport on Sunday because they hadn't brought any money. The generous spirit of America is another treasured blessing.
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