On bubbles--

Well, another marker passed. Both ball teams lost, so the season is over. (Red Sox won last night, though.) Tonight is National Honor Society induction, and as a faculty sponsor of a delightful young lady, I get to attend and pin her. That will be nice; it's the first time EVER any of my students have asked me to do so, and I'm honored. 

And they are feeding us, so that's good, too. 

I found my own pin from (cough, cough, 1982 I believe) in my jewelry box. It was a big deal. I hope today's kids think it's a big deal, too. What I recall best, though, from the ceremony I was at is Mrs. Bernadette Chouinard's punch recipe. It was amazing. I asked her for it shortly after, and she very graciously wrote it out for me. (Way to advocate for myself, eh?)

Other than that social/work engagement, today should be a lighter day. Seniors have their last academic day today, and we'll be having a round table chat about the things they chose to write about in their final exam essays. This is, of course, after they escort the kindergarteners to their little graduation ceremony. Totally cute, and probably the little ones will be in awe. It's good for the seniors to have someone still in awe of them; soon enough, college/work will burst that bubble. They will have to construct a whole new bubble after that corrective. We all do, over and over again. Enjoy the bubbles when they come.

I hope your day has a bubble or two. Hug your loved ones, keep the faith. It'll take a lot of us to rebuild the bigger bubbles.

C