I had just asked for a sign, some sort of guidance, in a prayer the night before, when I'm contacted by the high school where I'd graduated over a decade ago. They need an English teacher, they tell me. Would I think about sticking around for the coming year?
After settling on the idea of spending the summer in the Midwest, we crash landed into a cozy little house in Southwest Missouri. And let me tell you, we were in hog heaven. But before we knew it, summer was coming to a close... and we needed to make a decision.