I sat curled up on my favorite chair. The living room was blanketed in sun and I could see the faint steam floating from my coffee as it sat on the window sill. I clicked to open my accounts, first Google+, then Twitter and finally Facebook. I fell into what has become my usual morning summer routine. I clicked through my notifications on my Google+. I reshared a few, I pinned a few and those pinned resources would be tweeted out automatically. I headed over to my Facebook page and did the same…like and reshare and maybe even comment on a few. I opened my email and saw an email notification for one of the blogs I followed letting me know there was a new post. I clicked on it and headed over to to read the post. My bloggy friend shared a story about her daughter. I smiled as I read her words. This post reminded me of other stories and the journeys I had gotten to know her through. I scrolled down to the comment section and I began to type. I shared with her my thoughts, my feelings, my words. I closed the tab and headed back over to Google+ to read some more posts and collect some more ideas.
Suddenly I stopped and stared at the screen.
An emptiness sat inside me.
What the heck was I doing I thought?
What the heck have I been doing all summer for that matter?
All summer I had been consumed with gathering and sharing. It left me full of more information than I had ever gathered and learned before. My knowledge was deeper and richer than it ever before. And I had even made a few really incredible connections with some amazingly educators.
I paused.
An emptiness was still there. Continue reading “It Is Time”