Ahead.

June 13, West Creek.

So the end is near. 
All of this, my work, my life, for all those exhilarating years.
By the end of this month I'll be entering what is called pre-service training in Providence with the Rhode Island Teaching Fellows, a national program that recruits highly qualified individuals and trains them to be teachers who help close the achievement gap by excelling in high-need schools in America. 
I am excited, and utterly scared about the prospect.
I am awed by the expectations and the challenges ahead, not just in this my new job, but in this new life, my life in the circus abruptly over before it started again, this life of constant challenges and endless flow but they are challenges and wild ebbs I know, this is the circus, this is home.  Ahead lies an ocean of unknowns visited by storms I've never weathered, and the world I've left behind.
But the kids will go to a good school, the prospect of changing lives through education is as inspiring as it daunting, and we'll be back to wake up and smell the sawdust as often as we can.