But, last fall as I tried to plan the next semester I felt a huge weight come over me. I was done. Not exhausted but ready to call it quits. My partner felt the same, thank goodness. I was worried that I would disappoint her. We made many families happy and they made us feel warm and cherished. There is a time and season to all things under heaven.
I write on Fridays with a large group who inspire me. Only five minutes and without much thought to perfection. I write, prompted by one word that sends my thoughts to the keyboard and hopefully makes sense.