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My favorite
way to spend Spring Break
Is relaxing
on Daufuskie Island.
Listening to the waves crash on the shore.
Listening to the waves crash on the shore.
Forgetting
the time,
Or even the
day.
Watching
the sun rise and set.
Feeling
content in a way that I haven’t for so long.
This year my island is far away.
Saving
money instead to travel to see “the Mouse” this summer.
I grew a
little down in the mouth knowing
My break
would be one at home.
But it has
been ok,
Or better
than ok.
Our house
has been filled with boys,
Doors slamming
Kids coming
and going.
Students –
friends of my son – standing in my kitchen.
Books being
discussed,
Writing
being analyzed.
Nerf gun
wars being waged outside the back door.
We’ve gone
to a book signing,
Cracker
Barrel,
Shopping
with my mom.
Time spent
together,
Curled up
in bed reading.
We’ve planned summer vacation,
And a quick
trip to Chicago at week’s end.
Through it
all I’ve come to a shocking realization –
These boys
are growing up.
One taller
than me already at eleven,
The other
one only inches away at eight.
One getting
a cell phone,
The other
addicted to YouTube.
I watched
them today spending time with Mumsie (my mom).
Where did
the years go already?
In the same amount of time they will be off to college,
In the same amount of time they will be off to college,
I feel the
need to slow down,
Beg for
more time.
Yet, there
hasn’t been an age yet that I haven’t loved.
I don’t
miss the baby stage,
Toddler
years,
Or even first
years in school.
I loved them when we were there,
I loved them when we were there,
But enjoy each
new stage even more.
Can that
continue to go on?
Can I keep
having more and more fun as they get older?
I hope so.
Teaching is
amazing.
I love each
year in the classroom.
I love
every student I get to spend time with.
But nothing compares to this.
But nothing compares to this.
Maybe time
doesn’t need to slow down?
I can’t wait to see where we are next.
I can’t wait to see where we are next.