Crumpled Notebook

As I was driving home from work tonight I realized a strange thing (well, strange for me). I realized at any given time, I’m responsible for about 40-50+ individuals if you count all the residents at Casa and the motel (which includes the kids as well). It was kinda fitting because this week I’ve really felt like I had to be Superman (or Supergirl), and frankly, I got kinda tired of it this week. I had to deal with client crisis after crisis. I got notified I had to go to an Educational meeting for the teenage girl I mentor through the CASA program (different than Casa de Las Palmas, my program), cause I’m this girl’s educational surrogate. Me. Why? I don’t know. But I am the person responsible for making decisions about her education. On top of that, I have a regular life too. I have my own problems and I have friends who have problems. I try my best to be a supportive caring friend, a good mentor, and a good program manager. It leaves very little time for me sometimes.

But, despite all of that, I had a good day. We had a BBQ tonight at Casa and it went great. I enjoyed hanging out with the clients. I enjoyed watching them talk and watching the kids play together. It’s the way it should be. I actually felt like I had done something good for the residents and wasn’t just a “Band-Aid” (I’ve been saying for a couple weeks that I don’t want to be a Band-Aid). And I got a thank you today from another client I’ve helped a lot during the past couple weeks. It may not seem like much, but it was a pretty big deal. I usually feel like I’m not doing enough for my clients when I can’t solve all of their problems. It’s nice to know that they actually appreciate what I actually can do for them.

So, its been an okay week, despite the drama. I go to sleep everynight singing Three Doors Down, Kryptonite.

“If I go crazy then will you still call me Superman….”