I could not want for more. Any more, and I would be spoiled. This week I reunited my family by moving to Tempe, landed a job which excites me in a school seven minutes from home, reconnected with colleagues at the Teacher Leadership Institute and learned ways of defining my role as a teacher leader that make a lot of sense to me.
Next week I will spend time with my mom and my brother's family, get our new home set up better, and meet with my new department chair.
I thought about writing a poem tonight, but I am challenged by the idea of writing about satisfaction. There are unknowns in life, of course. But I embrace these moments free of worry. Perhaps I can recapture them poetically at a later time when I nostalgically remember: Remember that one time when everything was good?