Back To School

It's that time of year...when the air smells like fresh reams of paper and tennis shoes just taken out of the box. Back to school. You remember that smell. It can't exactly be described but your nose knows and it's shoved in the back corner of your brain somewhere.

It's weird to not be going back. I feel a little glad...all the anxiousness and uncertainty that comes with new classes and students. But I also feel sad. When God made me, He somehow looped teaching and kids around my DNA. It's part of me and to not be in a school at the beginning of a new year feels weird. 

I don't know what the future will hold. Maybe someday I'll be back in a school or maybe my classroom setting will be a little less conventional. But I know this year I am going to be teaching my favorite student and that's pretty awesome.