#172
Yesterday's Nice Thing: An offer from a parent for a fundraising concert and walking in the rain with Emma Yesterday I said to Emma, it is like the tide is has now ebbed far far out and now it is starting to turn, it is coming in. It feels like a new beginning, in fact, it is a new beginning in so many ways. The last seven years has been utter devotion and focus on the work I do in school. Trying to do my best, every hour or every day. There have of course been consequences. My impoverished social life. The grey hairs. The aging!!!! But these I have worn proudly, like my stretchmarks, like my battle scars. And now I have the holidays to recover, to think, to write, to dream... to sit by the pool, to be in the warmth and embrace of my family, of my sons, of my friends... of the Old Country. My sons... they save me every single day. Every single day. What would I do without them? Today, I have made a pact with myself. No running until I clean the house. Often I just need to g...