Here Comes the Storm

The summer is officially over in my life. Students have begun coming back to school. There is no longer time at work to ponder what we might do in the fall...the fall is upon us. True, it's still August, but I'm already wearing jeans and jackets. Apparently Edmonton has never heard of an Indian Summer...wait, am I allowed to say that any more? Is it now called a Native American Summer? Anyway, the weather is getting cooler, the days are getting shorter, and, most significantly, the students are on their way.

I should be panicking. Two weeks ago I was. But right now, I'm feeling pretty calm. Maybe this is what drowning feels like?

A few days after my grandmother's funeral, Jon and I made our way to Colorado, carting our very own trip tick (as new members of CAA) and reading the last Harry Potter book. The road trip was fun, but not as fun as the three days we spent in Colorado for my ordination. I hope to post some pictures here soon...but, let's be honest, the storm is on its way, so when I say soon, I likely mean in about a month or two. The ordination service was amazing. And a bit surreal. Okay, a lot surreal. And it was a beautiful reunion of some wonderful friends.

And now we are back, heading full force into the fall.