Half empty or half full?

The last few weeks have been so crazy.I started this entry almost a week ago. It is now the 18th so I figured I should actually try and finish.

A lot has happened since my last entry so I will try and do a quick recap. The weekend of April 18th I worked because SU had their version of Hunger Clean-up at Fairfield and they came to Vincent House. It was a really fun day because we did like a field day and Emily came, which was also really nice. We both talk a lot about our crazy kids but she got the privileged of finally meeting mine.

Then the weekend of the 24th Colleen Mannix came to visit and I had a really good time with her. It made me miss Fairfield alot though especially at one point when it was Emily, Colleen, Eric and me at the bar. We had a busy weekend with a fundraiser dinner thingy on Friday night and went out downtown in our Sunday best afterward. It was alot of fun bar hopping and just hanging out. Then on Saturday Lucc returned which was wonderful because i really was starting to miss him (dont tell him I said that =0 )and we had some people here. Like usual the weather was not working with us and so beer pong and such had to be moved inside but none the less it was a good time. Then Sunday we just went to the park and hung out all day, it was wonderful because John's girlfriend was here and Matt's sister.

Then I woke up and it was May. I have no idea how that happened but anyways all six of us went camping in Penn. and with our luck our van broke down but it at least waited until we got there. This was really challenging and put a damper on our trip and some dealt with it better then others but definately was one of those things where you had to choose whether or not to see the glass as half empty- our van broke, stranded in Penn and going to cost us 600 dollars or half full- we all made it here safe, we are at a beautiful camp ground with plenty to do and jimbo to come to our rescue and pick us up. I tried to be optimistic and all in all the weekend turned out alright.

The next weekend I went home for a few reasons- eric was going so i had a ride, it was mother's day and it was beerolympics (drinking games with all my friends). It was a wonderful weekend home and I got to see most of my friends, saw Grama Downing, Grama and Pa and my neighbor Teri. Only people I really missed was my godmother kelly and my friend Beth but hey can't get everyone in one weekend. Hopefully, I will get to go home again soon and visit.

After going home though and not sleeping much, i got really sick last week. I took a day off from work and it was enough to kind of kick it in time for this weekend. This weekend Em's boyfriend Mike came to visit and we had a good time. We had a few people over both nights and just had some drinks.

So now that I have got you up on the basics, the reason i am writing this is because today has been a day of ups and downs and not so sure how to process it all. Work this last month has been really difficult. All of our college volunteers have gone home, Justin was out a few days because of personally stuff and the choices staff was moved to another building so no more visiting Aiysha and Nataylie =( This is the half empty- no friends to bug, less staff but just as many kids and stress. Half full- I have really made strong connections with some of the parents and have enjoyed conversations with them. Also, some of the kids have really started to open up to me and so I am able to try and provide advice on anything from relationships, to missing a parent.

I found out while writing this my little sister Anna was in a really bad car accident. Half full- She is okay, which is most important. Half empty- I am five hours away and can't hug her, her car is totaled, her insurance is going to skyrocket, and she caused damage to someone's fence and front porch because she fell asleep at the wheel. I love my sister to death but to say we don't have the best relationship would be an understatement so this just has jumbled up all my thoughts.
So here's the half empty:
On my way to work I saw a group of kids outside and as I got closer I noticed that two of the young boys were fighting. They were probably playing but it was escalating and one had just punched the other in the face. I was debating on if I should say something or not when I looked up and saw a woman much older ( I am assuming their mother) just sitting there watching. If this damn lady didn't care enough to stop her children from beating each other up then why should I. I walked away in disgust. How can anything I do have an impact on these kids when their environment they live in just sucks?? It breeds violence, drugs, and alcohol. Many of my kids have single young mothers whose boyfriends stay long enough for them to get close to them just before they move back out. I was talking to one of my preschool kids today and he was telling me how his mother beat the crap out of his dad because he had been out drinking. I asked him what he and his little brother did while they fought and he said he cheered them on. It is a form of entertainment to them. That is scary. I want to help. I came here this year to make a difference but maybe the problems are just to big for me to change anything at all.

Half full:
Today was a beautiful day. It was sunny and in the 80's. I was able to go to the gym and then walked to work. I read about how a recent March of Dimes walk here in Central New York raised like 5 percent more then they did last year. It is so wonderful that even in such trying times people can pull together their resources for a good cause. It makes me have hope that you can make a difference, even if its on a small scale. Another example of this is we met with a potential Francis Corps family tonight and they were amazing. It was a young mother and her two children and I was able to have a nice conversation with the mother. She was very inspired by what we do and wanted to help not only financially but by spreading the word of what we do and to connect us with other people who may help. What I do not think she realized is how much she motivated me. If this sweet and caring woman has so much faith in us then who am I to doubt it?? I will continue to get up each day and try and break through with my kids even if it is only short lived and one at a time. I will love them for who they are because hey they love me despite my many flaws.

Well now that I have rambled for like a week and tried to put it all in one entry I am going to call it a night. I do not know if any of this made sense but my conclusion is that my time here is flying by and I need to make the best of it. The world can be a depressing place but it is also a beautiful place. It has wonderful people in it that have faith things will and can get better and I have faith in them. I have faith that my conversation with a kid whose dad is in jail and he misses him will help him feel better for that minute, day or even week. So the glass is half full I just needed to look a little closer.