Friday Wine Goodness: Closer to Fine.

 

 

Today on the way home from school I heard Indigo Girls' "Closer to Fine" come up on the radio. It's an old song now, but then I am old, too, I suppose. I don't love it any less fiercely than I ever did, but instead it is like an old quilt wrapping around me, warming the air surrounding my body and leaving me happier than I was just a moment previously. It is the same feeling I get when I hear Simon and Garfunkel's "Coming Home" or Cat Stevens' "Moonshadow." 

I know, you're gagging on the imaginary Patchouli fog floating out of your screen right about now, sorry. I yam who I yam. 

And right now, I am a woman looking down the barrel of three and a half more days of school this year - my first year of teaching in a public school classroom. I knew I would love this job, but I didn't know how MUCH I would love it. the answer to that is So Very Much. Ridiculously much. I should have done it years ago, when this song was new. But, I try not to have regrets. So I'm a little nostalgic and yet so very ready for summer, all at the same time.

So much has happened to my little family this past year, and I've not been able to share very much of it here. It hasn't all been good, it hasn't all been bad, but it probably will make for a good story someday. Perhaps at some point and time in the future, when emotions are a little less raw, and it would be easier to look back and laugh instead of wallow in it, I can tell the tale. 

Overall, despite all of this, I'm really pretty happy. Yeah, we're stressed. But we're healthy. The weather is nice. We have food on the table, and clean sheets on the bed. The hard stuff will go away soon enough. In this, I have faith. 

And until then, I have plenty of wine to tide me over.