Sweet sorrow mixed up with beeswax

They moved like lighting today, our final day. I had no party or treats or formal evaluations or anything for them, but we did debrief a bit and the whole day the room had that sweet, sweet smell of melting wax. Wax I had bought from Jim Croft last summer. Somehow, I managed to pack up and my best helpers, two students, helped haul it all downstairs from the house to my car. I was sad to go, but ready, too. Just like when I graduated! This was a wonderful class, and despite all the things I would have done differently to make it better, I know it was good.