It’s the last day of the school year. There’s plenty to celebrate, of course, but damn if this hasn’t been a hell of a hard school year for me personally. I find myself wrung out as we get to this moment. In some ways, the end of the school year always finds me worn thin, so that’s not a surprise. It’s the nature of the job. In other ways, I am feeling a little more spent than usual…the hardships of the last year have taken their toll.
Even so, the students depart today. JT and I head to California tomorrow, to see family and celebrate my Dad’s life. I expect that will be emotional. But it will also be good and my mind is whirling with some of my favorite Dad stories to share. When I get to the other side, there is a summer to relax and refresh. I’m already planning a weekend filled entirely with things that I want to do. That’s awfully nice to contemplate and, if I am being honest, is a smidge overdue. Welcome, summer. I am so very glad to see you.
