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Happy Friday [FIRST NAME GOES HERE], Change is hard. My daughter finished Kindergarten last week. Every time life shifts gears, you are offered a portal. It’s easy to opt out This time, I decided to opt-in. She had been at the same school for 5 years. Our family had been a part of the community for almost 7. My husband and I both worked there. He also decided it was time to move on after this year. So, this community has known my little family as we were getting to know ourselves. They knew her before she was earth-side. They’ve watched her become who she is. They’ve played a huge role in the kind-hearted, generous, aware, curious human she’s growing into. The teachers she’s had over the course of 5 years there have been nothing short of amazing. They are thoughtful, generous with their time, energy, patience and love. They have held space for her to grow and learn, to stumble and recover. If I’m being honest, they have felt less like “teachers” and more like parenting partners. They have taught me so much about how to be the best version of myself for my girl. To be what she needs. And she will be moving on to another school next year…not because she has to. But because we felt clear that it was time for a new chapter. This can be the hardest thing to do. To trust your intuition. To make a decision not because it’s not good anymore. But because you believe with a slight tweak, that other doors might open. We aren’t given great examples of that. We aren’t taught how to trust our gut. But over the last 2 years, I have spent a lot of time intentionally remembering how. Remembering why it’s important. I have also let busy-ness shuttle me from place to place and moment to moment over the past few weeks. I have allowed myself to not think about how sad I feel to be moving on from the community that has held my baby while she grew into a kid. Held me while I grew into Motherhood. Until the morning of her “flying up ceremony.” I picked up a thank you card from one of my husband’s students, and there were the tears that had been waiting for just the right moment. I didn’t really have time for them. But I let them come. I sat down, lit a candle, and offered myself time to be in this portal. To feel what comes with change. To let it wash over me. Then I went to watch my baby girl “fly up,” up and out. In her speech (!) she said, “I’m going to a new school next year. I’m kind of scared, but I will be brave… because I know so many people love me.” I cried again, tears of gratitude. Tears of of hope. Tears of uncertainty. But if she can be brave, then so can I. I don’t know what the next stage will be like yet. But I can feel for the line where one thing is completing and another is beginning.Where a seed has been planted and although I can’t see the sprouts yet, I know the roots are diving deep, embedding themselves in the earth. And I can trust that it will be exactly what we need. Anyone else sitting in the portal of change right now? I especially think of teachers who have made the decision they are done, but don’t know how to take the next steps. You know the next version of you is waiting, but you can’t see or feel her yet. I invite you to pause and allow yourself to feel the lines. To plant the seed. To know the roots are moving into the earth, even if you can’t see the sprouts yet. These are the moments that end up defining your time. And if you are interested in guidance on becoming a paid content or copywriter for education companies, reply with the word “READY” and let’s chat. The 4 x1
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