You Don’t Know What You Carry Until It’s Gone
Today is a good day.
No, today is a GREAT day.
This marks the first weekend I’ve had since the start of the school year (8 very long months ago) that I didn’t bring home at least a day’s worth of work to do.
Not only that, but all my kiddos tested on their final units last week. So with only review, testing and preview on the horizon, I can finally
And it feels amazing.
I have an old 16 GB iPhone 5 that’s been limping alongside this school year. I’ve had to dutifully and constantly delete files in order to make room for the demands of the app upgrades and system updates. All year, it’s been a constant battle between its needs and its limitations.
I made a difficult decision last week and deleted Pandora from its memory, freeing up enough space for normal operation.
Today, I feel like my phone. I’ve been able to delete the memory-guzzling planning and lesson preparation app from my brain, leaving enough space for normal operation.
Alongside, the fear that I’ve carried about screwing up this inaugural math program and irrevocably damaging young math minds has faded. By all accounts, it’s been a successful year.
And so now, even though we still have 8 more weeks remaining, I feel like I’m on vacation.
It’s amazing, our ability to shoulder heavier and heavier loads without collapse. And it’s often only once we release the weight that we are aware of how much weight we carry.
So today, I’m breathing easier. Appreciating the sunshine. And so incredibly grateful for the opportunites presented to me this year. And even more grateful to have survived.
To all those carrying heavy loads today, may you find a place to set it down for moment and take a rest.