Happy New Year
Part of what I like about being a teacher is the fresh start we are afforded each year. June comes and goes, and with it a bittersweet end to a year's work. Then, a break from it all, and a new start in September.
As a teacher I've always felt that the new year began in September, not January. I operate according to this calendar. This means that today is New Year's Eve. I finished school for the year today; packed up my things, said goodbye to my class, had a delicious lunch with my colleagues, drank a few too many glasses of wine and enjoyed the company of my fellow teachers as friends.
I've been reflecting on this new year for a few weeks. It all seems even more significant to me this year, because of all I've been through. I am not the same person that started this year last September. My whole understanding of the world has changed, in ways I can hardly explain. And, again, the letting go of the past, though welcome, is still bittersweet. And I am grateful for another fresh start.
So, Happy New Year to you, and to me.