I am a stake Young Women president (having a meeting here in half an hour).
I am a teacher over 20 students and 2 full-time technicians.
I am a mother.
I am a student at BYU (3 more months until I finish my licensure for Special Ed).
I do think I get into let's-move-it-soldier mode more often than I plan to. It seems like my commission right now is to make sure things are getting done. Everywhere I go. Quickly. Throw in a little regular buzz of hunger that lies underneath and you have the makings for a dictator extraordinaire.
The vindictive side of me wants to call in sick to every single obligation and see how things pan out. Horrible, huh?
Then the better side of me thinks it over and decides to make some real attempts to lighten up.
I am a real conundrum.
I am a big baby in so many ways. Huge tears soaked my dress in church on Sunday when a boy with Down Syndrome blessed the sacrament. I get hurt feelings. I choke up over emotional things. I cry pretty regularly and easily.
I am tough in other ways. I can make important decisions. I can say no better than I used to be able to. I can be blunt when called for. I can hold my own.
The balance. The balance.
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