sweet

So, 1 day after my compassion towards people who BTFOOP got knocked one healthier notch towards center, I got a phone call.

It was the executive director of another shelter and she asked me to present at a state-wide conference on batterers. hehehehe

I was involved with this conference through my old job, they rented space in the back of our building and their headquarters were located there. The woman who runs the conference is wonderful. The woman that called me is a delight to work for and I feel good that my name came up. The only negative I can see at this point is that I'll have to interact with my old boss and he's just icky, just a classic ol' creep. I'll be just fine.

The workshop is a "tool-time"of sorts. It's a break out session within the conference that focuses on effective "tools" to use in groups when working with batterers...and this conference focuses specifically on males convicted of BTFOOP.

I am very thankful for the emotional meltdown I had the other day and I'm especially grateful that I am at a place in my life where I could roll with the feelings and really experience some deep growth. I think before Thursday I would have effectively presented tools that benefited the blah blah blah...I am aware now that I will present ideas that are more balanced and therefore more effective for facilitators, and ultimately more realistic help for those that BTFOOP. And, who knows, 2, 5, 10 years from now those ideas will probably continue to ebb and flow. Back to the original point...I'm thankful for the growth. It's helping professionally and it's also helping personally.