--This is how I introduced myself at the dinner table tonight.--
"You can't introduce yourself like that and not do the thing..." -other staff.
Cue the faux beat boxing, "Boots and cats and boots and cats. Bts cts. Bts cts."
And the children become quiet and confused... wha?
"Jasmine, tell us your dream about goats!" -other staff.
"I want to have goats that go on a trampoline!" -me
Such is one of the many interesting conversations that occur at the youth shelter where I work. It goes by many names... Emergency Shelter Program, Youth Crisis Shelter, Youth Shelter... et cetera.
There are some days that push me beyond my limit. Days I am like - Why. Is. This. My. Life. ? ? ? And there are days where I feel, "This moment is what it is about. This is why I am in it. It's worth it for this moment." Is that the way parenting goes? I feel I am learning so…