Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Life in Danville is once again coming to an end. How many times must we live through a phase? I guess until we learn the lesson that is in store for us. The question is: is the lesson the same each time. I have lived in Danville three seperate times. The first time I was born here. My life was formulated here. It set me on the road for where I now sit. The second time was truely meant to be. That one helped me reach the point where I could let go of the hold my parents had on me. I began to grip myself. And now, once again Iam living in Danville. Here Iam living alone, if living next to my son, Jason and his family, is being alone. Ed is still in Deatur, waiting for my return. I have officially announced my withdraw as a teacher at North Ridge Middle School for the 09/2010 school year. I am moving back to Decatur when school is out. Its hard to explain why I am here alone. Its just something I had to do. Its just as hard to explain why this time is coming to an end. I like being able to spend time with my extended family and I like being alone. But its time to leave. I can't say (at this time) what I have learned. That is not for sharing at this point. It funny how things come to an end where they began. The lessons we learn in life can help us for a moment. a life time, or even an eternity. I have experienced all three and all three will be with me for eternity.