Pride can easily get in the way of admitting I am struggling.
Why? I think it’s because……..
I want to look as if I “get” everything.
I want to appear professional and capable.
I want people to see me as someone who can handle the things life throws my way.
BUT…………….
There are times when the “look” of being self-sufficient is chipped away by the reality that I am not able to handle life without the help of those around me.
Like an old piece of furniture, paint peeling to uncover the real wood underneath, I begin to reveal the true me……..
Fleck by fleck, the covering disappears and SUDDENLY, I’m not pretending anymore!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And the ironic thing to me is this:
I feel more comfortable in my old wood look.
I can smile even though I’m overwhelmed because I’m not acting as if I am not.
Yesterday I stayed after school with our new specialist from Frankfort for an hour and a half, and we broke down all the reading standards into units. We talked about formative assessments and bell ringers and lots of other things that I just needed to grasp at a deeper level.
I am so thankful that I allowed this lady to see beneath my chipping paint. She knows me now. She knows about all of my kids. She knows about the loss of Nick and Adrienne. She understands that I came to this job still hurting and seeing life from a different perspective than I ever would have had I not been placed on the road of grief.
Today, I’m wondering what you might be hiding under chipping paint?
I want to encourage you to reveal your real wood. You may cry…a lot. You may come out a different person than you are this very minute.
But,
I really think you will feel free as you release the true you to the world around you……….
And ask for help if you need it. 🙂
JOHN 16:24
Ask and you will receive, and your joy will be complete.

In December of 2007 as our youngest son, Nick, was fighting brain cancer, I began to blog. Writing provided a way for me to release all of my questions, fears, and doubts. It also allowed me to share the ups and downs of Nick's journey with people who were praying for him all over the world. When Nick went Home in November of 2008, my blog became my way of searching for God in the midst of my deep heartache. My heart was broken and grief brought to the surface every emotion imaginable. Being able to release those emotions through my writing brought a sense of purpose to my pain. Having already walked the road of grief in 1992 when we lost our daughter to SIDS, I knew I needed a way to keep from falling into a pit of depression and despair. I had walked close to the edge of a bottomless pit when we lost our daughter,and I knew I couldn't let myself get that close to the edge again. This blog has been and continues to be my tiny corner of the world where I can share My Heart as I journey through God's Word.......thus the name........ My Heart His Words. Thank you for taking time to share life with me. If we do not meet while here on earth, I look forward to hearing all about your life when we reach our final destiny.........Heaven! Email me anytime at 

Happy to hear you got some help. With all the new standards and interpretation of those standards is very overwhelming. Our county is going through it again, now that the state wants to correleate with nationwide standards. Teaching never ends and what was out there once ccomes around again. Remember it takes a village to educate a child and you are just one member of that village. Take is slow. It will come especially if this is a new job. Each grade is so different. I hope to hear from you via email. Sent one yesterday. Smile. Sandy