Week 16
The last week of school always leaves me
tired
worn out
exhausted
and running on fumes
I always vow--
that I will enjoy it more
not stress as much
not over-commit
or extend myself too thin
Throw in a pandemic
and a new set of rules
for ending the year:
no gatherings
no assemblies
no parties
no speeches
no figuring out how many
cakes to order
chairs to set out or
if we have ironed the gowns
and have enough caps
Basically, there is
no flexibility
because every virtual gathering is
scheduled
planned and
arranged ahead of time.
There has been no real closure.
Between
the zooms
the supply pick ups
and being in an empty school building
I have
lost track of time
lost track of days
lost track of what I was doing
even though I have
a large matrix schedule to follow
It has been
weird
not normal
repetitive
different.
We've organized parades
put signs in the yard
We've made every attempt to stay connected
And I am finding myself
more tired
more worn out
more exhausted
and I've run out of fumes to even run on
But this time my tired is more emotional
than physical.
I am so ready to move forward
but yet I'm told I can't move on
but instead I must pivot
into a new direction
with new guidelines
with new rules
But no worries,
I'l be right here
all summer
Trying to figure it out.
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