The Last Day of School is a right of passage for children in May or June. Today was our last day of school at St. Anne’s - the beloved school my boys attended through eighth grade, where I spent 13 years as a parent, a volunteer, and a board member; and where I have worked the past 5 1/2 years. St. Anne’s has been our home and holds many amazing family memories - like many last days of school: pool parties, end-of-school boat trips, and that first morning when we could sleep in.
I noticed during closing school Chapel today how different it is as an empty-nester; the last day of school doesn’t seem as monumental as it is when you have a child celebrating the beginning of summer. But it was monumental for me, nonetheless.

It’s also graduation/commencement season: the season of endings and beginnings. While the school year ends, summer begins. And with the end of this school year, a chapter closes for me while a new one commences. Today was my last closing Chapel at St. Anne’s School and it was bittersweet.

It was an easy and hard decision to conclude my time at St. Anne’s. When I shared the news with an out-of-state friend, she responded, “Oh no! You love that place so much!” And I do. But as we know from Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 (and The Byrds), "to every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven.” As my St. Anne’s season concludes, my purpose continues…

Blogging is part of it. Podcasting is as well. Sharing my story in new and exciting ways is on the horizon and it requires my full time, energy, and attention. I have a calling to share, what I truly believe is, my purpose under the heaven.