Daily life...

Whenever I have a bad day at work, it is really a challenge to feel thankful. It's cold and windy. It smells bad and there's dirt from the road flying everywhere. No one seems to want to talk to me unless they have something rude to say. It's really easy to get hung up on how tough things can be sometimes.

Then something terrible happens and my frame of reference changes significantly. The stabbings at Franklin Regional high school today really makes me reevaluate how much good I could ever actually do as a teacher. I have a job that pays well and is way less emotionally charged. And I've never been through anything nearly as traumatizing for a student, a parent, or a teacher. 

So as I sit here shivering trying to sell newspapers to people who inexplicably take a free paper while simultaneously telling me how worthless it is, I'm thank in my lucky stars to be where I am--safe, healthy, prosperous, undamaged. I wish those wounded a speedy recovery and thank goodness for the first responders and doctors involved.