This week is (finally) our last week of school. As much as I’m eager to start my summer vacation – later nights, more reading and writing, no real schedule, fireflies, bar b ques, s’amores, a trip to Ireland, and more time to just contemplate the world – the transition to summer is always a little bit hard for me.
I like having a schedule.
I like being busy and love knowing that the work I’m doing every day is meaningful.
I love being around kids.
I love my school family.
I even like planning lessons, coaching sessions, and professional development.
Don’t get me wrong. I love my summers (and really can’t imagine working a job that only allowed for two or three weeks of down time). It’s just that I know I will feel a sense of loss as the school year winds to a close.
The truth is I’ll probably post something similar in August when we are heading back to school. Then I will be mourning the end of a relaxing and wonderful summer.
Ahhh….The cycle of life!