Stillness where it was earned: my beautiful students

Cap on her head, keys in her hand, a red umbrella should the sun turn to rain, and she is ready.  We love her for what she knows already and for what she's about to find out.

It's the same brand of love that I felt for my students today as they presented their memoir proposals.  With the greatest care they had framed their personal quests.  With the greatest possible kindness they listened one to the other—challenging, encouraging, honoring, wondering, suggesting, making room. 

Humor where humor was needed.  Stillness where it was earned.  Simple condemnation absent among us.

Yes.