This morning I had a rough start after a fitful nights sleep.  I almost couldn't get out of bed.  I felt like my body had been fighting off the flu or perhaps I was coming down with it.  But I did get up and get the kids to school on time.

At school I ran into my friends in the lounge while I was getting coffee.  But I made a choice to go and study.  I was glad that I made that choice.  By the end of the day I got caught up to Monday.  I ran into a friend from class who mentioned that I wasn't in class.  I found out that the lecture was not the subject that I thought, I had not missed what I thought it was.  I was grateful.

After my class I met some friends on the way out and talked for a minute.  I mentioned the show Intervention and asked if anyone had seen it.  Three of them answered the same way, that they never watch that show and that it is staged crap.  Judging from some of their other comments they have never seen it.  I was a little disappointed.  It got me thinking about how cynical many of my fellow students seem to be. I thought perhaps this might be exactly why I need to enter the field.

I made my wife mad because I didn't rush home.  In addition to talking to my friends, I stopped at the store for some lunch items.  When she came home at night she found that I had let the kids sign their valentines cards and they had made some mistakes. She griped about this and other small things.  I had this moment like I hadn't had in years.  This feeling like I couldn't take her criticism any more.  A little while later I fell asleep and then woke up and turned on the TV.  I found a movie that seemed interesting.  A man was raising his son by himself.  His wife had left him.  The movie chronicled their daily lives and the struggles to manage the duties of both parents.  Then the mother came back and sued for custody. My son joined me and we watched it together.  It was eerily synchronous to my fleeting frustration.  It served to bring me back to my senses and see what is really important.  The movie was Kramer vs. Kramer.  The most important thing that I saw was the scenes where the lawyers were cross-examining the exes and they realized just how self-centered their criticism of each other was.  I got the sense that they regretted deeply what they had lost.  I hugged my son tight and made nice to my wife.

Thanks be to God.