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Friday, February 12, 2010
Today was a much better day!
Isn't it just like God to send you the encouragement you need just when you need it most? In yesterday's post, it was pretty obvious that I was really wondering if I could be doing a better job as a mom. Today, two really great things happened that told me that I must be doing okay. Work today was crazy. The phone was ringing off the hook, and I barely had time to breathe. About mid morning, a call came in on my personal line. I didn't recognize the number, but I thought it might be one of the girls' schools calling for something. It was. My 14 year old's English teacher was calling. Parent teacher conferences are coming up and when she introduced herself on the phone I thought she was going to ask if I wanted to set up a time. She was actually calling to tell me that I had a great kid, and she just loved her. She told me that whatever I was doing, I was doing it right. That's all she called for. I was blown away. The second thing that happened today was that my 17 year old won first place in Prose in a Forensics competition. She is definitely talented, but obviously she has confidence in herself, and I hope that is something I have instilled in her. Thanks, God, for sending me those signs that even though it's hard, I must be doing it right.
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