What matters is caring every moment we have.

The title of this post is shamelessly stolen from Michael Doyle. Go find it in the post I stole it from. Michael always puts things in perspective. Especially at this time of year but not only, it is in our gentle acts of caring that the brilliance of our teaching shines through.

1, 2, 5, 50 years from now that is what will remain permanent for the students we are so privileged to work with.

And now I am going to spoon out some of that meat that has been slow cooking all day, cover it in a spicy pineapple salad, and serve it with some sweet potato – Jack loves sweet potato.