The last day of school. It's the ending of a sad, roller-coaster sort of year: one of our students died on Christmas Eve, our principal suddenly resigned under a dark cloud and the most beloved teacher at our school retired because of a return of cancer. Our end-of-the-year assembly today was in some ways like always -- a happy celebration of the achievements of our students. But for many of the adults, there were tears as well as some anger from some. I came home feeling exhausted and sad. A good night's sleep will help put my world to rights. Bruce is away back east right now. I miss him, but maybe it's better he's away -- I'm not much fun right now and need to regain my equilibrium. Which I will.
I'm looking forward to a quiet Saturday at home. It'll just be me and the animals. I think I'll ride Cornelius -- that'll divert me!