The day after the meeting

The PTA meeting was fine. It lasted two hours and lots of issues were discussed. Everyone got to say their peace. So I guess the goals were met. I could have done better. I knew it would be a long topics laden meeting and I was nervous. I hate when that happens. I'm usually so good with public speaking, but I was shaking with nerves. That just casus everything else to go bad -- I can't get my thoughts together and I start stumbling my words. I was so mad at myself. But people told me it was a good meeting, and when I heard it enough, I started to believe it.

After the meeting, my husband rushed up to me to tell me that during the meeting he had called home to check on the kids. He found out that my father was sent to the hospital. God did that worry me! Add that to the news that my sister found some inflammed lumps on her breasts. She goes to the surgeon tomorrow. When my husband told me the news about my father I kind of just lost it.