Life.
It comes in steps, minutes, moments and seasons.
I can walk to my room in 130 steps each morning from the back door of the high school.
I can get home from Wal-Mart in eight minutes,
I cherish each moment I get to spend with friends, trusted colleagues, special students and my family.
The seasons of life are special. I like this one. I am about as professionally developed as I am ever going to get. My filter is somewhat broken. I say what I think. My poker face is gone and I relish the confidence I have about who I am, what I believe in, where I've been and where I am headed.
That said, coming full circle brings on a new layer of wisdom, confidence and belonging.
Join me as I come full circle--once again.
