Last night, P asked me if I had already written about the three milestones of my Seniors: their Senior Project presentations, their production of The Phantom of the Opera and the Graduation.
I told him, no, I have yet to do it.
The past school year was a lot of hard work for me (and my class), a lot of changes, a lot of pain and precious joys as well. Last year was the ultimate validation of what I want to do with my life (whoa, I'm spewing big words here, huh) and now that my class has graduated, I am faced with that question...again: is this what I want?
I told him, no, I have yet to do it.
The past school year was a lot of hard work for me (and my class), a lot of changes, a lot of pain and precious joys as well. Last year was the ultimate validation of what I want to do with my life (whoa, I'm spewing big words here, huh) and now that my class has graduated, I am faced with that question...again: is this what I want?
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I just finished Joan Didion's The Year of Magical Thinking which somehow helped me deal with this inevitable letting go. Didion took some time before she could write about that year in her life because, according to her, she didn't want to confirm the truth that that year had indeed happened.
But the past year did happen.
And it was priceles.
Now that my class is out there, my prayer is that they will keep that passion for living burning well; for them to have compassion for others, for the world, and for themselves all throughout their lives. Go forth in freedom!
But the past year did happen.
And it was priceles.
Now that my class is out there, my prayer is that they will keep that passion for living burning well; for them to have compassion for others, for the world, and for themselves all throughout their lives. Go forth in freedom!
*borrowed from Joan Didion's The Year of Magical Thinking
