I’m always looking forward to new dreams for the upcoming academic year. I think about the new students I’ll meet at the end of August and all the beautiful writing I’ll encounter. I think about new books to write–both fiction and nonfiction–and new goals to achieve. Arriving home from our summer travels, I think about where I’ve been, but mostly, I think about where I’m going. I think about ways to help my daughters grow academically, spiritually, emotionally, physically, socially, and even financially; I think about neighbors to bless; I think about living a life of love this year.