Well, this is it. My last official trip as National Teacher of the Year / Slave-to-Whoever-Wants-Me. It seems like just yesterday that I was… ah, hell with it. It’s been a looong year, and I have made one heck of a journey.
I wish I was feeling more reflective, but I’m not. At least not yet. I still have another 8 or 9 events scheduled for June, and a few more peppered throughout the summer, so I’m not really feeling done. Jen was smiling pretty big, though, when she dropped me off at the airport today. I think for her this really marks the end of an extremely long year of single-parent motherhood. It marks the beginning of a more normal life together. And if not “normal,” then at least together!
Will I miss it? Probably some of it. Definitely the unique opportunities it brought, the wonderful friends I’ve made along the way, and the Odwalla juice smoothies that I can expense while traveling. But it’s not over, and these opportunities will continue to present themselves. Only this time I’ll be able to choose Yes or No.
Life will never be “normal” for us again, but I think all four of us are looking forward to a time of family, friends, and community. Just 24 more little hours…