Sometimes there are bad days. Days where I’m tired, the kids are tired, everyone’s tired. Where I have to deal with more drama and trauma than I feel I can handle and where I just want to go back to bed and sleep.
And sometimes a couple of kids ask me if they can hang up a flyer in my room to advertise the “Rehearsal Club” they created all on their own to help each other get ready for musical auditions.
Sometimes that helps.