Glenn Campbell

Yes, I am probably too young and I am probably

going to sound like a dweeb by saying as a young

girl, I loved Glenn Campbell.

You have to remember I was the baby of 7 and the oldest

was 23 years older than me, so I had a wide range of music

to listen to and love.

I loved Glenn Campbell.

Last week as I was rocking one of the TES babies I

was thinking of an old Glenn Campbell song

and how it could be a mantra to life.

It made me go home and look up the words:

LET ME BE A LITTLE KINDER

glen campbell

LET ME BE A LITTLE KINDER

LET ME BE A LITTLE BLINDER

TO THE FAULTS OF THOSE ABOUT ME

LET ME PRAISE A LITTLE MORE

LET ME BE WHEN I AM WEARY,

JUST A LITTLE BIT MORE CHEERY

THINK A LITTLE MORE OF OTHERS

AND A LITTLE LESS OF ME.

LET ME BE A LITTLE BRAVER

WHEN TEMPTATIONS BID ME WAIVER

LET ME STRIVE A LITTLE HARDER

TO BE ALL THAT I SHOULD BE.

LET ME SERVE A LITTLE BETTER

THOSE THAT I AM STRIVING FOR

LET ME BE A LITTLE MEEKER

WITH THE BROTHER THAT IS WEAKER

THINK A LITTLE MORE OF OTHERS

AND A LITTLE LESS OF ME.

Is this not perfect lessons to live by?

It is my song of the week,

going to sing it in my head every time

I start to think I am better, that I don't have

patience. I am going to smile as I hear

Glenn Campbell sing in my head.

JIlaxing day

Heading to Plaquemine today to spend the day

with the Bean, her parents and BB's inlaws.

Going to play with the girls,

Jilly bean and Frankie's little one, Lizzie.

Going to watch us a good old Saints game

and grub on some Crawfish soup and

an apple crisp that is in the oven as I blog.

I can't get over just how much I miss that baby

after just one week of not seeing her.

I am sad that I won't see her trick or treat tomorrow.

Again I will say it,

she is the only thing that makes me wish I didn't have

a job to go to every day.

When my work days are over though

I know, somehow, I will have to be closer to her.

I would give up my dream of living my retirement years

on the water to be near her every day.

Her poor parents will probably get sick of seeing me

every day when that time comes but I know

one day, I will live near her and when she calls and

says, "Mumsie I want to come to your house"

It will take minutes not an hour to get there.

Happy Sunday to all!

Can it get any better?

I speak often of just how much I love my job.

Even on days that my body doesn't want to cooperate,

it is the job that gets me up and moving.

We have this beautiful new building but until three

weeks ago I was still in the old building.

It wasn't really working, I was not where the children

needed me to be. I was walking way more than my

body liked.

After proposing an idea to my principal and with the

support of the two assistant principles it was decided

that the nursing office would move into a small

outer office of the assistant principal.

I love my new space and, if it can be possible,

I love my job now even more.

I am in the life of the children again.

I am able to nurture more than I was able to before.

I am hands on and because of where I have been placed,

I am able to help the assistant principals with some of

our students who need the extra help from people who love

them. Many days in the last three weeks I have been able

to rock babies. I LOOVVVVEEEEE rocking children.

They climb into my lap and I just sway my fancy chair back and forth.

Sometimes it was for babies who were sick, running fever

and we were waiting for their parents.

Twice it was for children who just have a rough little time

with school, with life in general.

Sometimes instead of discipline or being reminded

of all they have done wrong, they just need to be rocked.

Yes, I know they still need the strong discipline

but that is not my part, my part if to nurture.

I am also so close that I can encourage those children

who struggle with rules.

Being able to offer incentives like helping me if they follow

the rules has helped some students have better days.

It is amazing what a troubled child will do to make ice bags

for the nurse. I have also been able to help one of our

students who loves to draw learn new techniques.

He asked me yesterday if I could be his art teacher....

So long story, short,

school nursing is not just about calling home for students

who are sick, more than just checking immunization records,

doing hearing and vision screenings.

It is even more about nurturing the whole child.

On days that are hard for me, HOBL says

"Retire, ga-gee"

I can't explain why that is not an option for me right now.

I am selfish.

I need to be needed by all these children whose lives

are not easy. It is these reasons that gets me up on days

that are hard and gets me dressed to go to TES.

finally!!!!

Oh how I have missed my computer and my blog!

My charger had broken and it took forever for my new one

to come in. I had decided if it didn't come in today I

was going to buy myself and IPad!

It came in, saved myself 500 dollars so I am HAPPY!

I will get back on tract tomorrow with my blogging life

but tonight, after a long week at work, I just want

to put on my pj's and lie around here, play on the computer,

scrap a bit and just enjoy this blustery weather...

A year in review:

It has been a year without Gina B. in the life

of TES. There have been many sad days since then

when we wish she was still here because often

we say,

"Gina would know what to do"

Yet there have been many good days at TES, too.

WE all feel as though Gina B. is still a part of TES,

Her picture sits on my desk in a frame marked

"Guardian angel"

and many employees come to see her, to leave messages to

her, to remember her.

There is a tree in our new atrium that is her tree,

planted in her honor.

The days continue on because I know, I really believe

that our Gina B. is in the best place, the highest honor,

the place where we all want to be when this

temporary life here is over.

I know that when I go there, because I work hard to assure

my space in heaven, it will be her right behind my daddy

waiting to greet me, with that big smile you see

above. This picture in my heart makes me smile.

I have often said that many days I forget she is gone

and those are the good days.

One year without Gina B. and it's okay today.

We continue to do good work with special children

often remembering

What would Gina b. do.

Love to all!

Smile today, it is what Gina b. would want.