Faith

My day dramatically improved after writing that last post. Simply being with Will makes me laugh and smile and marvel at the beauty of life.

Will, Cam, and I piled in the car and drove to Greenlife, where we parked the car and walked across the Walking Bridge and through downtown to St. Paul's. Clay had a vestry meeting tonight, so we decided to surprise him outside church when they wrapped up. Seeing his face light up and then melt when he sees Will was more than enough to remind me that life is sweet.

We are also both in bed before 10 p.m. It's a miracle.

But as I lie here, I couldn't help but laugh at the irony of today. I was frustrated by a student who wanted to earn the perfect score--close to perfect just wasn't good enough. Meanwhile, I am sprinting through my days trying to do everything as perfectly as possible--and feeling disappointed when it doesn't happen. I teach girls all day long that achieving perfection is impossible, that perfection isn't the end goal. The goal is to grow as a writer a little bit every day, to become a little better every day, to become a little more thoughtful every day.

I am excited for my "Today I will..." goals.