We made it. Yesterday was our final day of Home Learning. For this year. That we know of.
I, for one, am sighing a big sigh of relief. Teaching online took unexplainable tolls on me. There was an underlying stream of stress that was bubbling quietly below the surface. The kind of stirring that you can't fully understand until it is gone and your whole being exhales like its been holding its breath. Like I said, unexplainable.
In an attempt to flush out and calm down some of my buzzy cells, I am leaving town for a week. Detox, regroup, and breathe again.
I've been blogging about what I am passionate about. A new kindling of passion is my love for children's books. I have a feeling that will be a focus of mine this summer.
I'm still in the brainstorming stages, checking out the plethora of options. Just checking out the menu forming in my mind. Eventually I will have to decide (or decide not to decide), but for now I am enjoying the ideas and holding everything lightly. I don't want to tie myself down after feeling an influx of lightness.
PS I am committed to blogging every week even when I don't have much on my mind. This week, that's a good thing. Then not much on my mind. That's exactly what needs to be there. Not much.