Graduation

My fifth-form students are graduating tomorrow, meaning I have successfully finished one year as a Guidance Department swing man at Holland High School. Word.

Back safely in Jamaica, getting ready for a long summer of not much to do.

Job related update:

Starting next year I will no longer be working on the parenting stuff some of you may know I have struggled with. My supervisor finally came around and is going to be bringing in trained professionals to deal with necessary parents. This means... I get to design and establish a project that will take about three days per week for the next year. Super stoked. Hopefully by the end of the summer I will be working with Jamaica Red Cross.

That's all for now~

It's about that time again when I should remind everyone of a standing invitation to come visit - do it! Its fun. I can give character references, if necessary.

-TG

At peace

In sitting down to write a more substantive blog post than normal, I suddenly find myself unable to do so. I thought about what I wanted to say for the last hour, and now can't find the words.

On the eve of traveling to Hawaii for the first time in a year, I find myself overloaded with the emotions I haven't been able to process for the last few days.

I am o.k., my family will be o.k., and life goes on.

I will be back in Jamaica in two weeks. Driving home from Kingston was my first chance to process anything since Wednesday, and everything is suddenly hitting me. That substance I planned to sit down and pour out will have to wait until I have had a moment to actually think about what has happened.

Though on that drive, I past a secluded field in the mountains as the sun began to set, and I watched ten Jamaican kids playing football. It was the first time in a long time that I felt, strangely, at home.