When I sat at my desk late this morning, the sun broke through, clear and bright, and still with significant heat, for Mid-November.
Yesterday, the rivers were raging, homes and roads and fields were flooded, the winds were howling, and the world looked hostile.
Today, I was reminded that storms always pass.....this one will too.
Welcome. This is my story, and I'm writing it from what I fancy may well be the eye of my storm.
I am a teacher, by profession, by nature, by choice. My love of my craft almost cost me my sanity, my self.
I hope in these words, you find something to take away.....
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