Summer is finished. It went quickly, it always does. This morning the sun rose at 6:05 and it will set this evening at 7:46. I’ll have 13 hour and 41 minutes to make the day count – during daylight, that is. That is very different from the 15 hours and 13 minutes of daylight in June 21st, the Summer Solstice. I was up early before five and I’ll probably be up long after the sun sets, thank you Edison.
Today is the first day of my school year. I’ll spend it in meetings hearing about new procedures, important dates, and reminders about how education has changed since my REAL first day in 1999. I’ll re-connect with teachers I haven’t seen since school ended in June. We’ll talk about our summers – share a laugh, and then we’ll get down to getting ready for our first day of school with kids in our classrooms. I can’t wait, that is my favorite part of teaching – the kids.
The past week has screamed by – we all have been working hard to squeeze the last bit of summer out before school begins. W has been busy with football, O has had softball and getting ready school with her school supplies, we helped a scout with his Eagle project as a family, I’ve been cooking some new things on the grill – yum, O and I hit the Kane County Cougars game Saturday night, and we spent Sunday cleaning cars, laundry, and yard work. The chores never end.
W and O start school Wednesday and the routine begins anew all over again.
A Time for Everything (Ecclesiastes 3)
There is an appointed time for everything. And there is a time for every event under heaven—
A time to give birth and a time to die;
A time to plant and a time to uproot what is planted.
A time to kill and a time to heal;
A time to tear down and a time to build up.
A time to weep and a time to laugh;
A time to mourn and a time to dance.
A time to throw stones and a time to gather stones;
A time to embrace and a time to shun embracing.
A time to search and a time to give up as lost;
A time to keep and a time to throw away.
A time to tear apart and a time to sew together;
A time to be silent and a time to speak.
A time to love and a time to hate;
A time for war and a time for peace.
What profit is there to the worker from that in which he toils?
I have seen the task which God has given the sons of men with which to occupy themselves.
Indeed, there is a time for everything. It has been a great summer, and it is now time to move ahead and begin again, anew. A new year full of possibilities and, probably some challenges and new opportunities. It’s gone be a great year and it all begins with a first day, today. Making the Days Count, one first day a time.
Do you remember the first day of school? Or a new job? Were you ready?