I just don't know what to do about the young man who just doesn't want to go to school. He promised me that he's really going to try and stay in his classes and bring his grades up; then today, he calls (his dad, because I wouldn't answer) and says that he's puking and needs to come home. Thankfully, Nick said that the nurse needs to witness him puking. Otherwise, he needs to tough through it and stay in his classes. So I was thinking about all of this on the way to Target and whether or not he's going to graduate (this has been weighing so heavily on my mind), and I worked myself up into having a stupid panic attack in Target. Embarrassing.
I know I need to let go and let God. I know I need to learn to accept that if Bryan doesn't graduate, maybe he's not meant to. Maybe he needs that extra year to grow up. I don't know.
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