I just put my 14-year-old daughter on the bus to head to her first full day of high school. Just before we left the house to head to the bus stop, my husband asked if I'd cry. "No!" I blithely replied. "I really think I'll be just fine!"
Weeeeellll. . .I was wrong.
I couldn't help it! As she got out of the car, a few little tears slipped out unbidden. She is ready for this change. It is time. She will be fine - and more than that - she will succeed! But is this mamma ready for the change? The jury is out.
Change has never been my favorite word (as evidenced here and here). And this year marks many changes in our household. For 11 years, our whole life has revolved around our Lutheran school, our church, or our home. All of my family was in one of those three places, either with me or my husband, or with teachers I knew oh-so-well. And now! Now she is headed to a school where I know precious few teachers or students, in an unfamiliar building, 25 minutes away.
Our other big change is that I am teaching preschool this year! I am going to have the three-year olds for three days a week. I am so looking forward to spending time with those little ones, singing songs, reading, playing and telling them about Jesus! It has been a few years, though, since I've worked (read 14.5), so this will be an adjustment for me and for all of us. Many suggestions have been given to me to amp up the children's chores (they totally love this idea), so we'll have to figure out a method of organization that work for our family.
I have confidence in my daughter and our family (and me, mostly!), that we will adjust to these exciting changes and be better for them! Change is good actually, this I know in my head, even if my heart is slow to catch up sometimes. I have loved our life to this point! But I wouldn't want it to remain as it has been forever. The future is wide open, with so many memories to be made. A new family to meet at our daughter's school. New children for me to meet, teach and love. New opportunities for our kids to learn better how a family works together. New chances for God to show us His love and blessings and provision.
So change - it's actually not a four-letter word. It's a six-letter word. Which reminds of another six-letter word: thrive. I pray that as our seasons change here, we thrive.