you’ll never forget your first job,
getting your job the day before school started,
and walking into the district union meeting thirty minutes late
because no one told you about it.
you’ll never forget that first class,
the day before spring break when you actually cried
while trying to teach them double digit-division
for the 300th time.
you’ll never forget your first blog,
a challenge you created for yourself,
to communicate your ‘Slices’ weekly never knowing
a community would develop across the
you’ll never forget your first novel or your second,
a daily routine that gave you such pleasure
envisioning protagonists that you loved
like they were sitting next to you
for the wild ride.
you’ll never forget the promise,
you made to yourself.
resist the temptation to stop
letting the words percolate,
letting the phrases swirl
forward … always.