A productive Monday with engaged children showing growth in academic areas. Then a baby shower for a fellow teacher, followed by a two hour First Aid class. It was a busy day.
I had moments here and there where I reflected on the weekend. My home was full of loved ones conversing, cooking, playing games, sharing meals. All laid aside the business of their lives to come together as family. I'm grateful.
But as I returned home today, weary from it's length, I pushed open the front door and heard the emptiness of the front room. Not a loneliness, but a quietness. And the memories of family hang everywhere.