The votes have been tabulated, the excitement is over, today the students found out which teachers were leaving and which were staying. The ceremony was held in the gym, and since it was the last day of school, no frills were given. Everyone stood and froze (outside was warmer than the gym itself) while the teachers gave a speech, then flowers were given and everyone lined up and clapped while the 3 teachers walked through the middle to the door for the final bow. Now they have 2 weeks to pack up their things and move to the next place before school starts again. The whole process seems a little surreal, but things are done differently here.
At least there is no more school lunch for a while. Granted I will have to fend for myself, but my stomach is thankful for the break from indigestion.
Yesterday was definitely a low as the bills were calculated and my budget for this month was basically nothing. Well not nothing, but $100 or so. Between paying for school and paying for the car tax the stress ball in my stomach now comprises my stomach.
But enough of the low. My brother's birthday is coming up, and so is Christina's. Joyous occasions to be had. Seems a little strange that he is turning 24. I remember when I was 5 and he was 6 and we would be running around barefoot in the yard in our underwear thinking only of dodging the dog poop in the grass. Or standing together in front of the mirror in our tippy toes trying to see what we would look like when we were 18 or so. The time does fly. And to think that my own parents were already raising us at the same age blows my mind. Such a big commitment. Maybe it is because I'm perpetually stuck at age 4 in my mind, but for some reason, now that Geoff is turning 24, 24 doesn't seem old. Seems like he is only beginning what I would hope to be a very happy life. I am curious as to what his path will reveal.
Life continues to unfold, another sunrise, another sunset. And I can't wait to sit down at a table across from him and toast to our age, to what we have seen, where we have been, and the fact that we are.
At least there is no more school lunch for a while. Granted I will have to fend for myself, but my stomach is thankful for the break from indigestion.
Yesterday was definitely a low as the bills were calculated and my budget for this month was basically nothing. Well not nothing, but $100 or so. Between paying for school and paying for the car tax the stress ball in my stomach now comprises my stomach.
But enough of the low. My brother's birthday is coming up, and so is Christina's. Joyous occasions to be had. Seems a little strange that he is turning 24. I remember when I was 5 and he was 6 and we would be running around barefoot in the yard in our underwear thinking only of dodging the dog poop in the grass. Or standing together in front of the mirror in our tippy toes trying to see what we would look like when we were 18 or so. The time does fly. And to think that my own parents were already raising us at the same age blows my mind. Such a big commitment. Maybe it is because I'm perpetually stuck at age 4 in my mind, but for some reason, now that Geoff is turning 24, 24 doesn't seem old. Seems like he is only beginning what I would hope to be a very happy life. I am curious as to what his path will reveal.
Life continues to unfold, another sunrise, another sunset. And I can't wait to sit down at a table across from him and toast to our age, to what we have seen, where we have been, and the fact that we are.
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