And sometimes after days of getting by one day at a time half broken and dog tired a beautiful moment happens in the blink of the eye so quick that it’s long gone before I realize I almost cried and one of those moments is enough to get by on for a while. Like this one moment that came along today.

In a teaching world that revolves entirely around standards it shouldn’t be so surprising to me how powerfully a ‘not met’ mark, or rather a number of them, works into my head and heart.

tryin hard here to remember ardentheartedness.

the northern lights are out right now.