Still no damn mail….
I didn't and don’t expect any more to come but I continually walk to the mailbox each day at work and check. Today, I even entertained myself by recording my walk to the mailbox just so my social media could share in my “hope” and frustration.
Thinking about it, maybe I am looking for ways to lighten up the mood surrounding this week. It does feel a little “heavy.” I am not really stressed per say but I live in a state of chronic stress so who knows. I am being peppered with questions from people who want to go to the prison with me. They seem excited by the process. I am definitely NOT excited about the process or the experience. I AM thankful for the opportunity.
I have others who just don’t understand and ask me why I would want to go through this. What do I hope to get out of this? If you are wondering the same thing, then let me try to explain it. I am looking for an opportunity to continue my own education and to grow professionally. I think one can only learn so much from a book and even from anecdotes. What do I hope to learn? Honestly? I don’t know what I don’t know.
Ah yes, and then there come the judgmental comments. I know that I personally am not everyone’s cup of tea. My questioning nature and need to continually explore and push boundaries, drives some crazy. I was a bit taken aback by the blunt or even rude comments being directed my way; however, I will offer them the one thing they are not offering me…. respect.
You don’t have to like what I am doing. You don’t even have to understand it. I would appreciate it though…. if you could just respect it.
“Tell me and I forget, teach me and I may remember, involve me and I learn.”
― Benjamin Franklin