I'm going to start where I want to end,
the news that matters is what we hold in our heart.
It is what we hold most closely.
And occasionally I need to remind myself that it is worth sharing.
It is stormy and dark and I slept the afternoon away.
It has been a very long week of covering teachers who have been sick. But it has also been full of songs and smiles and hugs. I work with some of the most wonderful children, parents and caregivers.
It is work that sustains me on many levels. Even though there are many frustrations and it can exhaust me, it gives me hope.
I return to this essay about being busy.
About wanting to know what is in the heart.
What is the news the matters?
My heart holds hope...
I'll post about food tomorrow when there is better light for photos.