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June 2017 entries

Hello, Summer!

Despite it being the 21st of June, I have had very little time to write.  I hope to change that and make blogging a bit more of a priority the rest of the summer.  So far, we have installed a pool in the backyard, attended Vacation Bible School, took our camper on a weekend trip to Raystown Lake, in addition to having lots of end-of-the-school-year events like the Honor Society Banquet and a dance recital.  Today, we leave for South Carolina/Georgia for a week.  Kaylea wanted to visit Georgia State University as a potential college, so we are making a trip of it.  We found a campground in Hilton Head, SC, and we will be making the trip into Atlanta on Friday for the college visit and general touring.  The kids come back to me today, and I couldn't be more excited to have them with us on our first big family vacation!  






So, even though I wish I had written a bit more regularly this month, it is true that we all need a break.  We all need to unplug a bit, to unwind, to recenter, to remind ourselves who we are and why we do what we do.  This summer may bring some unexpected changes in the school I work in (already, there is a community outcry over moving a beloved teacher from one position to another), and I am not sure what is waiting for me when I return in August.  I was invited to an interview for the doctorate program I applied to, so perhaps some big changes are in my career future as well.  My goal is to simply take some time this summer to live life, to love Gene and my family, and to experience all that this beautiful world has to offer me right now.  And I would say, I am off to a fabulous start.  I highly recommend it.  Get out there -- and leave your phone behind.  

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Freedom is a Beautiful Thing

Yesterday, something unexpected happened, and it feels amazing.  I don't even care that the person responsible for this amazing thing is entirely self-deluded and believes a version of something that didn't even happen.  I understand the psychology behind it -- I have to be the one responsible, to be blamed.  Otherwise, this person would have to take a good look in the mirror and realize the truth that they are actually the one responsible, the one to be blamed.  So it doesn't matter how it came to be, the important part is that it did come to be, and freedom is a beautiful thing.