Last year, I ended the Slice of Life Challenge with a little poem called The Other Side. Last year, getting to the other side of March felt like a finish line. The writing was the accomplishment. The friends and community an added bonus.
This year, I look back at March 1st and feel like that was a lifetime ago, life was certainly different then. Who would have imagined that we’d be living in this quarantined world, reimagining what it means to interact with friends and loved ones, how to teach students remotely, and how to stay safe and healthy? Now, on March 31, somehow the writing doesn’t feel like as significant, but the community…everything.
There is a clear turning point in my posts this month and I am grateful for the documentation of this period of time, that still feels so unreal. I know that I will look back at this writing, in another time, and these words will bring me back to these moments and these feelings.
This year, more than ever, this writing community has kept me going. When I felt lonely and disconnected, I knew I could turn to your words, your comments, and your existence to know that I was not alone. Our words connect us and, for that, I am grateful. Your slices often served as an escape from the four walls of my home, the demands of family, and my work. In a time of isolation, I felt connected.
Every finish line is another starting line. We made it. Despite all of the added challenges that this March brought, we made it to the other side. I hope to see many of you back here each Tuesday, for the opportunity to connect and share. Thanks for sharing your words and your energy.
Thank you to all of The Two Writing Teacher co-authors for fostering this beautiful space. You are appreciated.