Thank you, Dr. King..."Free at last...thank God Almighty, I'm free at last!" to coin a phrase.
This parting from my job was more joyous than usual and more needed than in years past. I love my job, my students, my freedom to instruct...but I realize that, as the distance gets farther and farther from what I was brought up to know and put in practice, this must be what it feels like to be a relic - a dinosaur, if you will.
There are not many of us left that know that the word "respect" involves a sacrifice of personal opinion accompanied by no vocal offerings. That the word "obedience" requires instantaneous movement and effort - not a choice of ambivalent participation. That "entitlement" comes with actually being born to authentic royalty - not an expected outcome of being a child with one or more working parents (or God-forbid, not working...).
I MUST reacquaint myself with the dictionary before I return next year and make posters with these definitions on them...
We have a perfectly timed gift from precious friends who knew of my plight of being the last thought where transportation is concerned (we only HAD one car...) and graciously gave us another car!!! Yay!!! I won't be left behind again...see it pictured in this post. Thank you, Emmaline and Jeff...you are treasured friends.
And so begins the summer - what to do now that I don't get up at 5 am anymore? That will not be hard to figure out... ;o)
