We have all said it, heard it, know it. The past year has been a wild ride. Nothing is normal; everything has shifted. While I have navigated the crazy with my students, I find I am beginning to feel increasingly unsettled by this season rather than adapting to it. Things that have been important to me over the years as an educator and in my own personal growth have had to be put aside. There just is not enough time or energy remaining at the end of the day to push my own personal boundaries, to look for new opportunities and inspiration, to network with other educators who share my passions, and to grow myself professionally according to my pedagogical convictions. The limitations of pandemic protocols have made it more difficult to meet with fellow educators, to be energized through collaboration, and to simply be encouraged swapping stories of the day in the lunchroom. I expected it at the beginning of the pandemic last spring, but I did not anticipate it would last this long. We have figured out how to push through, to continue turning the cogs of the wheels of learning in our classrooms, whether in-person, hybrid, or
