" Hi, Bette. Could we have coffee sometime?"

As an adult, I met Bette after her Vegas show and had an overwhelming feeling of wanting to sit and talk to her over coffee about life, love, and traversing this world, about this adventure called adulthood. Bette has done it, triumphed over this life; she has made it through the ups and downs, the self-questioning of both her gregarious self and the quiet one, and now seems to be in a place where she gets to be accepted as herself, all of her possible selves. I need to talk to her about that journey. This blog is the beginning of my coffee chat, a space for me to talk to Bette and to possibly gain some insight. So, "Hi, Bette. These are my questions and ideas, things I'd like to discuss with you someday."

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Dearest Bette,


Well, I came and said hello to you again, at your last Vegas show. It was such a thrill to do that, you know? Meeting someone from which you admire, in person, eye to eye. Speaking of, your eye contact is amazing. It makes the hundred other people in the room melt away. You have a way of making people feel listened to, even if, like I was, blurting and perhaps even incoherent. Thank you for that. You caused me to reassess my own eye contact, especially with adults. I think I do a good job giving children direct contact, one on one attention, but I'm not so sure I do that with adults! I almost always am talking and walking, doing and answering, reading and chatting. It is almost always dual language when I am with adults. I'm going to work on that.

My question for today surrounds loving your work. Do you always love it? I sometimes wonder if there is a difference between loving your work and loving to do all your work. I mean, as a teacher, I love working with kids, I love teaching and being in the midst of thoughts, ideas, and experimentation. I love to see people think! I love to watch and teach people about reading and literacy. I love it. Yet, I have a hard time with all the paperwork, the angst filled moments between colleagues, and the times the students, well, drive me nuts! So, while I love my work, only sometimes do I love doing all my work. Are there parts you don't like? Do the great parts supersede or do you just keep going for the reasons contained in the good parts? Does the final product outweigh the inner-project woes?

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