JULY and Summer!

July was camp and Montreal, as well as a weekend of cottage. July was nerves- why on earth would I leave these friends who I love and who love me? Reassuring myself that when I get comfortable, I stop learning, and I'd gotten comfortable. Go, Meghan!
July was love- this community that I built, these children who are bright, funny, who create with vigor and who I love dearly. July was endings, official and unofficial.
July was tired evenings alone, expensive long distance phone calls, finding my bicycle and helmet, riding in the dark and seeing maybe two cars in 7 km.

July included sneaking into a bird sanctuary at night, staring at the moon, sitting on the mountain and eating way too much (as many months seem to).

There is a knot in my stomach right now, and always. I'm terrified.