Beauty

I drive to work every morning between 6:30-7:30, depending on how much work I need to do at school. Each morning, the clouds are different patterns, the sun is a different color, the sky is a different blue, there are more/less cars on the road. A lot of this has to do with science, well all of it if you consider traffic a science.


These 15-28 minutes I spend in the car each morning are the calm before the storm. I never know exactly what awaits me, but I'm pretty sure that it is stormier than my peaceful drive. Everyday I wonder. Everyday I hope. Some days I pray. Is today going to be good? Please let it be good.


Then I go through the day, and sometimes it's a joy, and other times it's painful. But either way, I got through that day, and there's always tomorrow. I can't dwell on my failures if that is exactly what I am telling my kids not to do.



I have to tell them about that light at the end of the tunnel. Or the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. And, believe it or not, I am reminded to do this everyday on my drive to work by the sky. These are all pictures I took on my way to school. I have actually scene the sky in these states. It is absolutely beautiful and not only does it make me smile, but it makes me think that there is a great possibility that I could have a good day. I believe that I would not be witnessing the sun at this very moment where the clouds are fluttering over, at this very specific moment if it was not meant to affect me. If I had left for work at any other time I would not have seen these beautiful horizons. But I did leave at that specific time on that specific day and for that I was blessed by seeing those images, that will forever be ingrained in my head, on the days where I saw beauty on my drive to school, and then had a very successful day teaching. This theory has been tested in other ways as well. Because many may be aware of how often it rains in Houston. Not just rains, pours. Dark skies, sometimes green, and although beautiful, ominous, loud, and overall depressing- sometimes that's exactly how my day feels.


So to relate it to my science lesson today about the Scientific Method...

My hypothesis is: If the sky is pretty on her drive to work, then she will have a good day.

We can test this hypothesis by collecting data about days with pretty skies and days with depressing skies and seeing how my mood is for those days.

That last part just drained me. I'm going to have to call it a night. Hope that wasn't too much rambling.

Caro