I'm done student teaching, I graduated from Washington State University (for a second time) last weekend, and I'm a teacher with a Masters without a gig. The demands of being a stay-at-home parent are in full swing, and I thank the heavens that my kids are so charming. The 100 "Mom!" yells a day have jolted me back to my favorite role. It's sweet. And bittersweet. It's just that when you've seen so much, been part of something great, given so much heart, and then one day it's over, an emptiness sets in. The screen goes blank. It's another room vacant. It's an unfillable void because only that duration of experience belongs. What was captured in that timeframe are of the things nostalgia thrives on.
So I'm here. Stumbling for center, and living the thing through until life settles itself again.