We snuggled in front of the fireplace as we watched a video, deliciously kissed at midnight, and then turned in. At this time of the year, it was hard not to think about goodbyes and hellos. This is the first day of the year. Like the early morning hours of each day, everything is fresh. There's time to dream and hope, time to believe.
Nothing is screwed up yet.
So, I was thinking about goodbyes to old illusions and the hope that they will give way to new hellos about the academic garden. We act as if the landscape of this classroom garden is planted only with the blue-ribbon students. In the immaculately clean beds, the prize-winners stand straight and tall with an eagerness to learn. They have about them the charming sweet aroma of resourcefulness. They are decorated with the vibrant colors of self-motivation and determination.