On May 4th, I went to work and when I went to pick up some of my students from the bus, I heard that there was a kitty on the bus. Curiosity piqued, I went to find out what had happened. There was a little guy, dirty and meowing. The kitten was so small and he was overwhelmed. I didn't want the kitten. I thought about what my husband would say. Later I would come to find out that as soon as I sent him the picture of the kitten, he thought that it was ours. It was later that he learned of my efforts to find the kitten a home that wasn't ours.
Luke is lame. He has a little paw that he doesn't walk on correctly. It took him longer to learn how to walk. The vet that we took him to the next day stated that the little guy was 3 and a half weeks old. He reported that dear Luke was in general good health. He was tired. That first day he spent massive amounts of time just sleeping. When I talk to Geoff about his little leg, we know that at the end of the day Luke's leg is a non-issue because he is safe with us.
You should know that the next day I asked the bus drivers where they had found him. It was about a block away from the school and they informed me that his sibling was not so lucky. They found the ran-over corpse on the side of the road the next day. I look at lucky Luke. Just knowing that makes me want to hold him a little closer. I would have tried to save them all but instead, I saved one.
I don't know if we in our power have the ability to save people the same way we can rescue a kitten. I think of the babies that I have served as a teacher. I have always worked in schools of need. I have not worked in affluent schools. I wouldn't know what to do. I have had affluent students but for the most part I have worked in schools that work with underfunded populations. When asked what it was that I thought I did in these school, I would tell you that I shed a little light in a dark place. I give off some very serious Mom vibes. I have been told that I "mom" people. What a compliment!! This is such a high honor for me. God in His mercy is so giving that He lets us help with His mission like children "helping" Mom mix up cake batter. Later the child says proudly, "I made it. Mom helped." I'm laughing. We all know who did all of the real work.
Speaking of which, Mother's Day and my birthday has just passed. My children, my biological children celebrated me. I look at them. I know that there are things that I need to teach them. I am hoping they will continue to come to me. I think they know that I would do anything I can for them. I will parent them the best way that I can. I know that there are some days that this is not enough. I know for a fact that there are days and moments that I will never be enough. I'm okay with that. I am hoping that I have done enough pointing to where they can go if they need a good and perfect parent... God. Honestly, I'm blessed to be along for the ride. I will write more about my birthday later.
I put Luke to bed under protest. I need to make sure that he is safe during the night so he is living out of our walk in closet. I rearranged it just for him. In a way, I'm his mom. I know that I will take care of him the way that I have taken care of others. I took a post today in another school under a contract company. I already know the kind of school that it is. It is the same kind of environment that I have worked in. I have only signed on for a year. Already I wonder what kind of babies will I meet. What kind of needs they have. I wonder if I can be a little light for them. I pray. You can be in prayer with me. Teaching is hard and tiring. Pray for good teachers. In the meantime, instead of complaining... Well... instead of complaining right now, I will be thankful and I will praise my good God who watches over me and allows me to "help." Praise the Lord!
