I have to do this. There is stuff that must be sorted and unpacked from my mother’s house and no place to put it. And I can’t stand the essential piles that we have created.
Yesterday I found the school directory from my second full year at school. I’m not going to save it. Being nostalgic about something like that feels to me like it borders on pack-rat, but I did notice that this year’s seniors have never known a school without Ms. T in the English Department. They were in Junior Kindergarten that year.
I have reached mid-career. That is taking some time for me to fully understand. What does that mean for the next ten years if the past 15 have flown so quickly?
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