It always seems like when I’ve got one thing going on, I have fifteen other things going on simultaneously. Maybe it’s because action begets action or something. Whatever it is, my life is about to get really interesting, and I’m not sure I’m ready for it.
My daughter is headed off to college in a few weeks. People, this happened way too fast. I mean, I just gave birth to her. I was just wiping tears from my eyes after dropping her off at Kindergarten. How is this possible? I know it will be good for her to start off her adult life in the relative safety of a college campus, expanding her mind along with her life skills. She’s still my baby though, and this is going to be incredibly bittersweet. My daughter is one of the most extraordinary people I have ever known, and I’m really not just saying that because I’m her mother. I’m so glad that the world will be getting more of her light, but my world will be a just smidge darker without her at home every day.
My sweet special-needs boy starts high school next week. In all the planning and excitement over his sister leaving for college, this little nugget of change has sort of taken a back seat. I just realized yesterday that school starts in a week for him, and I’m not sure if he’s got everything he needs for the first day. I went to the school today to find out. It was freshman orientation, and there were a TON of kids there. My son is away with his dad right now, which is just as well as it was loud, and he wouldn’t have enjoyed being there. Everyone at the high school was friendly and helpful, and my mind was put at ease about the first day.
Finally, I’m going to back to work this fall after a 19-year employment gap. After passing my state certification and endorsement tests (woot!), I am fully credentialed to teach in my state and will be returning to the classroom as a sub to re-start my career. I am excited to be back among the students and other educators, and I am hopeful that my passion for teaching will shine and that I’ll end up with a full-time job sooner rather than later. This is what they call “good stress,” but having a special needs kid who needs supervision is going to make juggling sub jobs tricky. I know it’ll work out because I will MAKE it work out, but it’s still freaking me out a little bit.
One thing is certain in life: change. I’ve lived long enough to know that it’s how you handle life’s changes and not the changes themselves that make your life whatever it’s going to be. I know that, although it feels like complete chaos on this side of these changes, life will settle down again, and we will all adjust. My autumn is going to be an adventure, and I’m all buckled up and ready to go.