I got through another Friday art class with my dignity (and my white shirt er mostly) intact. And a very talented and sweet young student trusted me enough (for the second day of being her art teacher...wow) to let me look at a poem she had written in her journal to see what I thought of it. It was a very humbling moment and one I was very grateful for

And I'm also getting ready (after I clean the house) to sit down and enjoy a session of writing.

So yes...today is a good day. {O)