And a sash and tiara. Just did an official counting of my addresses and I've moved.....forty-nine (49!!!) times in my life. That's more moves than I am years old. While I'm sure it has helped me be flexible and adaptable to new cultures/regions, and certainly culled my worldly goods~I'm done. I'd like to explore putting down roots and having some continuity in my life.
Done whining and back to the gratitude bits of this blog. The weather is breezily sunny and the students have shifted into that bittersweet phase of eagerness of saying good-bye and moving forward and yet, savoring their memories with their friends.
Onwards we go.