It's Today!
I should have known this would happen. The moment I stepped outside of 1965, the real world rushed in. One by one, over the space of the past two weeks I have said, "Yes" to serving on the search committe for the new Rector; "Yes" to returning to my EFM class in January, another "Yes" to running for Vestry and I will probably agree to teaching Sunday school again.
That last bit is what really makes me believe I must be going through some sort of manic progression. I swore after what happened five years ago that I would never go near the Sunday School again. There are so many variables to juggle; the children, the parents, the other teachers. Honestly, I don't know how real teachers do it.
That last bit is what really makes me believe I must be going through some sort of manic progression. I swore after what happened five years ago that I would never go near the Sunday School again. There are so many variables to juggle; the children, the parents, the other teachers. Honestly, I don't know how real teachers do it.