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I wanted to write sooner but I have been very busy with end of the year things at school and also I wanted to wait for my friend to give me the the picture that we took at her house of the 4 us so you could take a look at my ” school angels”. I’m still waiting for them so I decided that I had to write and that I would put the pic asap.
It seems that after a vacation instead of things being easier they get more difficult. At least that’s they way it felt this week. I was tired fisically and emotionally resulting in a very bad case of back ache. Thank God pills and a great massage (my first one) given by one of my co workers worked wonders.I was feeling so well after that that I was giving away free hugs. I also needed the energy I get from special people hugs. There was a day of this week that I was feeling a great burden. I was really running low. The night before I had stayed late working at some school things and when I finally got to bed Eugenio started talking about the store and some other things($) that troubled me resulting in some sleepless hours.
It seems God got me covered at school now. The place were I needed it the most. Most of my “free’ periods I am with one of my friends and that’s good because most of those times are also the free periods of the 3 people that we now call the Triumvirate of terror. That day my friend told me to go with her to the Brother’s office to do some work. So I grabbed my things and went with her to work at what we call now “the refugee”. We hide there searching for the peace and ease that we don’t find in our faculty. The office has a bathroom, the desk and two sofas with a center table. We got there and the Brother was at his desk and I put my large portfolio at the table and sat at the sofa in front of the desk. My friend was ready to go to work at the computer on the desk. The brother started to look at me. And I was like What? Well he left what he was doing and went to sit beside me and he started asking things. Well I exploded and began telling him everything the way I felt and why. For 45 minutes they heard me and gave me support, love and advice. They cried with me. I can be me with them and I know that they love me and don’t judge me and that nothing that I said is going to get out of that office. I always wanted that. Someone outside of my family that I could trust to hear me. Someone religious, like many people have a priest, or pastor whom they can go to when troubled and have issues but don’t want to burden their families with more trouble. I have never found someone whom I could trust and feel at ease with. Now I found one and I’m glad. It’s him and my 2 friends. God sent some angels to the place were I needed it the most. Now I’m covered.
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Posted by nanetteali 
Posted by nanetteali 
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