Stories with Sophie

Earlier today I thought to myself, "I haven't DISCOVERed anything new lately."  I've felt lost, not sure of who I am anymore. But this afternoon, as I devour an ARC of Ruth's new book (AMAZING, BTW), I was motivated to write, and in thinking about writing and telling stories, I looked back at our summer. And I DISCOVERed something... I've called this summer the "Old Dudes' Concert Tour 2017". My husband and I have seen Paul Simon, Carlos Santana, Paul McCartney and Jerry Jeff Walker in concert this summer. And you know what they all have in common? They are in their 70's and still rocking. I'm not kidding. All played for two and a half to three hours--no opening acts, no intermissions, no holding back.  They have not given up their passions, their interests, their lives just because of their age. So who am I to think I have nothing left to give, nothing left to share? And then a phone call happened. The new teacher who is going to

Today. It hit. I'm not going to be starting school this month.  For the first time in 55 years, I don't need new school clothes a book bag new shoes cool pens notebooks chocolate and peanut butter for my desk drawer a schedule I don't need to plan my last Sunday's at the lake work on my sleep schedule make bulletin boards arrange my room think about the first five days make lesson plans update anything I went to school and met with the teacher who is going to be teaching my Creative Writing classes. MY Creative Writing classes.  But not anymore.  Throughout last year, I created binders for all the classes I taught and made day by day plans. Added all the directions, handouts, etc that I used. I knew that I wouldn't be back and wanted to leave a guide as to what I did. Trust me. I know that each new teacher will make these classes their own, but at least they have a place to start planning. Today, I met with the new Creativ