Grieving injustice.

You're always in my heart

You're always on my mind

When it all becomes too much

You're never far behind....cause only you can love me this way.

Well its of little shock to me that I've reached the pinnacle: I had the conversation with my supervisor today regarding me taking my work too personally. I'm officially in the club!!! I came to this revelation on my own accord, so that is promising. I am a strong and increasingly effective advocate for my kids and its hard to decide when the line should be drawn. Mostly because my parents are ineffective advocates for themselves, let alone for their children. How do you not take something personally when you feel like the only one fighting for a kid sometimes? He becomes yours, and it's hard not to feel responsible or remorse when he's not doing well or is doing well. Small factor: both the kid, and their parents can throw a wrench in there. Even at 5 years, I can't control actions. I want to be a person of justice, of good, of kindness--regardless of the rest. I strive to find the healthy place of grieving for that which is unjust. Ideas?