April 4, 2018

Annnnd, it begins. The too-short shorts, the “you’re not wearing those to school” comment to a certain young lady (who shall remain nameless) began this morning and were quickly followed by eye rolls and brief, staccato comments spoken to me in Teenese. Srsly?
An engaging (I am not even kidding here) staff meeting with focus on our youth shelter. This county has some astonishing statistics, and I don’t mean this in a positive way. A combination of differing variables and circumstances have resulted in difficult circumstances for our teen populations. Hopefully solutions can be found.
Two hours of staff followed by two hours of group sup, so know that was done, I was ready for apples. Headed down to Safeway, back to work, and that’s when I realized…
My ring was gone. The blood drained from my body as I searched frantically, my colleagues immediately jumping to help me look. I raced back to Safeway, retracing my steps, waiting impatiently, tears falling, as a couple spoke to the service desk about getting their $32 back. I get it. I’ve been there. But this! This is my ring! Name and contact info left as I raced back to work in tears. Carrie and Jessica came to search my car; Jess had searched everywhere while I was at Safeway, Carrie was retracing my steps when she found it lying in the dirt on dead leaves. I immediately drove to Randolph’s Jewelers where temporary measures where taken until I’m back in Fort Worth.