Being on campus during the summer months, particularly when there Summer Program has come to an end, brings a host of feelings and emotions upon me.  The school is without its students, teachers and parents, which comprise the heart and soul of the community.  Consequently, there is an eerie quiet from time to time and especially so if you're there when the sun goes down.

At the same time, the anticipation of all that is to come in a matter of weeks is simultaneously exhilirating.  I keep wondering if the anxious energy will wear off as the years go by but, at this point, I cannot imagine feeling any other way.  The excitement comes from imagining the possibilities ahead and the slight nervousness from caring deeply about making sure that the foundation is properly laid for an outstanding year.  I can barely stand this waiting game.