Well, here I am at the end of my March Break, and as much as I hate to get back to the routines and long days, making lunches, and running back and forth to extracurricular activities in the evenings, I am ready to make a fresh start. I miss my students, I miss feeling loved unconditionally, I miss the distraction of doing my job while questions about relationships, and future possibilities hover above my head.
The school is like my second home. When I walk in in the mornings, I feel at ease, at home, in my territory. The sounds, the people, the PA system calling me, "Ms. Regehr, telephone, line one..." I am sure some of my coworkers would look at me like I had grown a 3rd eye to hear me say these things, because our jobs are so exhausting most of the time, but there is something really special about being someone special for a group of small human beings who, by June, become "family". Someone once referred to my class and I as "Momma Duck and the ducklings" as we walked down the hall together in a straight line. I do get called "Mommy" by mistake at least once a day - sorry moms out there, it happens! But when it does happen, a warmth comes over me, and I am honoured to be mistaken for such a trusted individual in these little lives. So tomorrow morning is just around the corner, but I guess I am not dreading it as much as I had thought. Alhamdolelah!
I also look forward to other new beginnings as well. Ever get punched in the stomach and got the air knocked out of you? Remember how it feels to finally take in that first good breath afterwards? It's kind of how I am feeling now...punched in the stomach, and just waiting for that first clear breath, when everything will suddenly become clear and make sense. Right now it seems as though I am wearing prescription glasses that I cant see out of. However, I do believe that everything has a way of working itself out, and what is meant to be, will be. I usually notice a sign or two (I believe in signs, and no coincidences), pointing me where I have to go and which direction will be the best for me...However, having no time to think about anything and being so busy I will fall in bed every night this week will be a blessing in disguise.
A quote about beginnings with hope for great possibilities:
"He has drawn back, only in order to have enough room for his leap." - Friedrich Nietzsche
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:) breath
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