Watched NCAA Volleyball (Go Cards) After a Day of In-School Rejuvenation Equates to Hot Damn. Each Year I Celebrate the Wins When They Arrive.

I'm partial. I was cheering on the Cards as they moved forward in the tournament last night. Congrats to the final 8.

Yesterday, I went school to school, to start finishing and wrapping up this year's professional development and investment in young writers. I lie a little, though. I never made it past Central High School. I needed my spirited rejuvenate, so ran writer's workshops, and saw the joy on the faces of immigrant- and refugee-background youth seeing their summer writing in final publication. It's always rewarding and beautiful to give back to the world. It brings a smile to my face. 11 years of Young Adult Literacy Labs work and I know it makes a difference.

Yes, it's Friday. I don't know If I am coming or going, but I know that yesterday, I felt happiness from working with high school students. It makes me want to work even harder, but I'm in need of mental rest (as evidenced by in the editing of this post - I'm typing everything backwards and having to rewrite it). 

I heard from a colleague of mine who has quit coaching track after 30 years to focus on his administrative roles and family. He loved his work, left his legacy, but knows it is time. God grant me the knowledge and wisdom to help me see what I need to do next to sustain myself another 15 years. The older you get, the more you see the need for such changes.

And with that, cheers to Friday.

Haircut. Pho. Grading. Those are the goals, as the project are piling up in my inbox. Slow and steady wins the race and on the other side...a break.