i’m coming upon the privileged and difficult time of year when i redefine who and what my days are about.
the preschool year came to a close on wednesday. on thursday my mom helped me shut the classroom down. what remains is a perimeter of memories and the smell of bleach. furniture is pushed back, the ceiling lowered with twinkly lights and artwork has been restored to it’s original height. in a mere 3 months it will all move out and down again.
the list of things to finish up on the administrative end of things is long. monday will come soon enough.
today i will deliver my mom and her helpful self to the airport, i’ll get ready to welcome mr rob, family and friends for an evening of celebration, i’ll start the bulletin for sunday, and i’ll continue to sort through what it means to be done with the regular tending of 33 young children.
thank you, karin, for the photo.