Lincoln brings back so many vivid memories. Even just the drive makes me nostalgic: I pass by the town I went to school in, and a little later I pass the first place I student taught.
[So really this post should be titled something along the lines of "there's a lot of time for a girl to think and a lot of prompts to get a girl thinking in 2 hours."]
Life has been beautiful lately. I love my job, the people I'm surrounded by, and everything going on. It's a blur of planning and prepping school things, our house, and our wedding, but even in the stress and crazies of never having enough time I am overwhelmed with how wonderful these things are. I'm trying my best to soak up as much of it as I can and to remind myself of the beauty when it feels like too much.
I am in shock that time's gone by so fast, though. Now the end of the school year is just one week away.
Then comes the goodbyes.
When the door closes behind me when I leave after our closing service, I will no longer officially be a kindergarten teacher.
I will only have "my" classroom until I take my stuff out.
I will no longer be a rookie -- my first teaching job will be over.
I will walk down the steps and walk toward the steps to the next chapter of life...a new marriage, a new city, and a new job search adventure.
Thanks be to God.
The kids will be singing this next week at our closing service. It's been stuck in my head with all of our practicing, but it's also been stuck on my heart.
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