This week I have been feeling a little down. Those of you who have been reading my posts for a while will know that my job is ending this month. I have loved working with young adults with mild intellectual disabilities and/or learning difficulties and seeing the growth in their work skills, confidence and friendships. The course I have been teaching for ten years is being discontinued at our college due to funding cuts. Our course doesn’t make money, so it was one of the first to go.
Of course, sometimes it was a frustrating, exhausting job, but so rewarding too. I shall miss my funny, lovely students so much. I will especially miss their honesty. Only last week one of them asked me why I was walking funny. I replied that I had a sore foot. She thought for moment and then said ” Do you have gout”? They made me laugh when I felt like crying.
It has been hard to feel inspired lately. Thinking about how we say we’ve got the blues, or we’re feeling blue when we feel sad, got me thinking; blue actually makes me feel happy. It’s the colour of the thrifted vintage tablecloth that I want to turn into a dress or skirt, the buttons I have plans for. It’s the colour of the sky on a clear day, the eyes of my eldest son and my mother, so different to my dark brown ones. It’s the colour of the sea in summer……….