As this Fall term winds down at the college, I admit to feeling sad. Such big-hearted students! But it’s time for the term to end and all of us to move on, and I know that. Still, as Robert Frost asks in “Reluctance”
Ah, when to the heart of man Was it ever less than a treason To go with the drift of things, To yield with a grace to reason, And bow and accept the end Of a love or a season?
Still, I have never yielded changes with grace but rather with sadness. As someone who has experienced a lot of trauma and loss, I believe that is normal. Yet I know moving on is good, and I will embrace having some time to do more writing, more exercising, etc. until the spring term starts.
It’s still hard for THESE students won’t be in my class anymore, and I truly like them. I am blessed to be in a career I have long loved; I love literacy and people.
Thanks for reading, and may all your changes be graceful ones.