Sometimes it is comfortable to hang on to that which we know.
Today, on my first day of freedom in 29 years (not returning to school), God gifted me with a phone call from North Carolina--a student from 29 years ago. We chatted on his way to work, but he left me with these pearls:
"It's funny how we hold on to the very things we've been freed from."
God sent through ---'s mouth to my ears.
Thanks, God, for remembering me today.