Teaching, like all professions has it’s challenges.
While friends were planning last minute trips to the beach three weeks ago we began the journey into this new school year; my thirty-third. What joy, unwrapping the gift of music (and now theater) with young people. A year of new possibilities. 
But teaching, like life has had it’s ups and downs.
Sunday night blues. Monday Morning mayhem. TGIFs. Days. Weeks. Months. Years of inquisitive faces. A blessed life.
A poem by Mary Oliver reminded me of those bittersweet early teaching days and the not-so-distant-crazy-hormonal-menopausal early 50’s. They had a lot in common.
With the support of trusted friends and colleagues “I took my old body and went into the morning….and SANG.”
Here’s to continuing to find that still place..not looking back or forward….just singing.
BethSings 