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The Waking

I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.
I learn by going where I cannot go.

We think by feeling. What is there to know?
I hear my being dance from ear to ear.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.

Of those so close beside me, which are you?
God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there,
And learn by going where I have to go.

Light takes the Tree, but who can tell us how?
The lowly worm climbs up a winding stair;
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.

Great Nature has another thing to do
To you and me; so take the lively air,
And, lovely, learn by going where to go.

This shaking keeps me steady. I should know.
What falls away is always. And is near.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I learn by going where I have to go.

--Theodore Roethke


Joy's Updates - Straight from the Horse's Mouth.
Thursday, May 08, 2008  
Too Busy to be Retired!

rain I've been in and out of the rain all day! I went to and from the high school twice where my homebound student should be attending, to her place, to the hospital to get an ultrasound, dropped off my brother's birthday card and gift where my sister-in-law works, took Mother her Mother's Day hydrangea and card, went by the Book Lounge to get my book for the next book club meeting, and then back home. I had a good conversation while waiting to get my ultrasound with Jackie's brother John. So once again I had a nap when I got home.

I did yesterday, too, after I got home from Nashville. We had Brendan's IEP meeting with a village of professionals. Brian, Melissa, and I met with the principal of his school, his teacher, the speech and language specialist who works with him, the special ed supervisor for his district, and one of the two autism specialists for Metro Schools. They offered some great suggestions for helping him and know him so well. He won't go to school at Amqui next year because some of the services he needs aren't offered there. They're adding an occupational therapist (OT) to help him with writing and other fine motor skills and a behavior specialist. Panic set in when they mentioned a behavior plan and interventions because, as I told them, my experience with them was a way for teachers to document behavior of students so they could be sent to alternative school. In unison, they all said, "No! That's how it used to be but isn't now." I hope so.

I also went to the Bellevue Library, Macy's, and Publix. The main reason I went to Publix was to get some black cherry Simply Fruit and that multigrain bread I like so much from there. So of course I forgot the preserves and got several other things. Oh no, I don't need lists!

Brian took Melissa and me to lunch at Las Maracas in Inglewood. He and Brendan go there often and really like it. So did I. Their portions are so large that I brought home enough to have for dinner tonight. We had time to talk and enjoy our lunch before Brian went back to work and Melissa picked up Brendan from school. I wanted to go see him, but we decided that might get his hopes up, so I didn't. Melissa said he keeps talking about when I picked him up at school that Friday and took him home with me. He says for Daddy to use his big cell phone and call Grammy to come up there and take him home with me from school. I will.

I'm going to keep him soon so Brian and Melissa can see Iron Man. They are such good parents for him.

11:05:00 PM

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