outlook....

I used to think I had only a couple or three years left. I was feeling burned. But then I realized, that I am doing what I love doing. And have been since '90. I look forward to every year. I look forward to the mix I put together. Wondering if I've gotten it right. Working through it. It's hard to put into words where this job has taken me. From never wanting to come out of the classroom....to talking with teachers....to trying to build a community....to worrying about that community. It's been an interesting 18 years. But at no point have I heard the fat lady singing. In fact, the opposite is true. I've enjoyed each year more than the last. It's so important for me to open the door each morning and say "good morning" to my kids....and see them smile and say good morning back. I walk the streets at 7:55 every morning......whatever the weather.....in rain....or cold....I open the door and say good morning to my kids. And I feel whole. A teacher told me I needed a scarf and hat in the -11 degree temp today. I smiled. And didn't back away from being outside as I opened the door. These are my kids. Their faces are so tight.....protected against the elements....until that "good morning." Then they smile....and my day begins.