This year, it's been a bit different. Students decorated my door and bulletin board in the hall, but the smell of pine boughs doesn't greet you when you open the door. There aren't wreaths and twinkly lights and we didn't go caroling. Still tired from last year's excessive Holiday engagements.
|Caroling last year|
This is my fourth Holiday concert in Florence. We'll continue with the traditions of starting and ending together, each Middle School Choir teaming up with High School Choir, a silly faculty number, and of course, our traditional candlelit sendoff.
A couple students will be there early to help. This concert-planning thing is becoming somewhat ingrained. The lists aren't as necessary, but I feel strangely calm and somewhat in control, or maybe just more able to cope. Of course, there will be nerves!
\\Without a doubt, the unexpected will happen.
Hopefully, the unexpectedly beautiful will happen, too.\\