In this Journal, I will attempt to strip away my protective veneer to view and communicate honestly what the truth is as I perceive it. My intent is to grow, for without an honest evaluation of the truth, how else can one fully absorb life's more difficult lessons and benefit by them. If I do this in secret, then I am still hiding behind a protective veneer, so it is being published online. If you find this Journal, you are welcome to read it and hopefully grow from it as well.



Thursday, November 15, 2012

Carina Has A Meltdown

Yesterday (11/14/12) at pre-school, following the class's nap, 4 year old Carina apparently woke up on the wrong side of the mat. She had a tantrum and cried so hard, the school called her mother Maria to take her home.

When she got home, she told her dad, Anne's and my son Clayton, that she cried because she missed him. But when she kept crying, Clayton and Maria put her in her room. At that point, she proclaimed, "I want my grandpa."

Of course hearing this story from Anne after she spoke with Clayton, touched my heart. And everyone including me agreed I would have been a soft touch for Carina for with me, she would have gotten anything she wanted.

Dick
Posted by at Thursday, November 15, 2012

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