The girls and I have done a few home projects this summer. We've had fun. We've painted and built. We've organized and decorated. The house is really coming along.
I was thinking the other day, "What do I normally fill my summer with?" I don't usually jump into so many projects. Then it hit me. I'm usually planning my school year.
But this year I didn't have to. It's a strange feeling not going back to the classroom. I'm super excited to be staying home with my girls. It's a blessing that I am grateful for every single day. It's something I've dreamed about and it still feels surreal that it's actually happening.
But in some respects it's my classroom that introduced me to my girls. It was seeing my students come from hard places that melted my heart. It was in that room that God showed me a need I could fill.
So this year as my teacher friends prepare their lessons and get their rooms ready, someone else will be in mine. It's a new season of life. One I'm thankful for, but that first day of school will feel so strange.
I guess I'll go find a frame to build or a chair to paint...