It's wierd.

The school year has come to and end. and my beloved 11's will graduate and embark on what their futures have in stre for each of them. Some will go off to higher education, some will find a job, some will study in Italy - the possibilities are endless.

I am finding myself thinking about when I was in their shoes - contemplating the next step - wishing for things to never change, and frienships to never end. What I have realized is that the important people will come through the storm at your side, even if you lose them for a while along the way. The hard part is waiting it out. Knowing and believing and hoping that they will be on the otherwise when you get there.

I have been thinking a lot about that time lately - about who I was, who defined me, what defined me.

Chantal and I went to a movie last night - and we ran into one of my 11's, who proceeded to come over and tell me about the latest dram inher life - it makes me smile to think about, because I too went through that - perhaps to an extent I still am, but instead of it being as easy as "Break up with him - he's an ass" the conversation is now surrounding how to have an affair without getting caught. Things change and yet remain the same.

My 11's this year are a close knit group. Closer than perhaps I have ever seen. But as I said, some will be studying abroad, some will give up on school and simply try to make a buck while other will forge on to University in hopes of something better, or to fulfill their parents life log dream for them - at any rate, my hope is that they come through the experience in 10 years time with the people they hold closest to their hearts - which may not always be who you think it is initially - which I have come to find out.  ¶ 2:56 PM