Starting . . .

Starting is always the hardest thing to do. Some would say keeping going is, but for me it is starting. Once I start, the action takes ownership of me. I feel allegiance and responsibility to it. While for many starting is trying something out, for me starting is making a commitment. I am in it until I finish. (Though I sit here wondering - how do you finish a blog?)

Which is another thing - I usually start without knowing how something will end. I've never wanted to be cluttered with a constructed or planned ending to anything. As life has gone along, the end has always, eventually, been apparent to me. Sometimes it is painful. Sometimes is is inconvenient. Sometimes it is just right. Regardless, it is always clear.

That, conveniently, brings me to where I am now. I am at an end. It's neither inconvenient nor painful. It's just right.

My teaching career is over.

I am retiring.