This is the post that won't go away. I have half written it about four times and then deleted it, but it just keeps asking to be written - somebody out there must really need to read it - so here it is in full with the caveat that by throwing this out into cyberspace I don't wish to enter into the stay at home or go back to work debate. This is a personal reflection.
Back in December 2002 I walked out of Room 6, locked the door, handed the key over to the principal, said goodbye to the teaching staff and headed off into the sunset (so to speak) into a new chapter. For as far as the eye could see, I knew what I would be doing - and those who know me well know that I like to have a plan.
In March of the following year we welcomed this little man into our family.
and a season for every activity under heaven.