Keep Swimming

April 10, 2015

April comes around every Spring and reminds me why T.S. Eliot called it the cruelest month.  

I struggle to get through to the end of the semester and to weather the emotional storm of the anniversary of Erin's death, all while being lured outside and away from the growing stacks of work by flowerbeds flooded with color and a landscape filled by every imaginable shade of green (and, inevitably, weeds that need my attention by threatening to block my view).  I work to lift up and celebrate Davis's birthday, press through tax prep, and keep the stressed-out students on an even keel.

As these days pass in a blur, I remind myself that I'm must be like some species of shark:  constantly moving.  Check this off.  Handle that. Swim. Swim. Swim.

Here's another group of sharks I think of:  The Bryan Soccer Club U-7 Sharks.
  

Dustin, Erin, Noah, Bailey, Tori, Jackson, Nico, Nestor, and Josh all were classmates, buddies, and teammates, and most will be graduating soon.  Thanks for being my inspiration on this chore-filled day.