THIS is a celebration!! Why? I’m glad you asked.
You’ve heard the adage, “What a difference a day makes,” right? Well, I’m looking back 372 days. What a difference a year makes.
1 year ago I was bloodied & bandaged, wearing the ugliest shoe I’ve ever had the displeasure of wearing, & at the beginning of my journey as a 6th grade English teacher. I was minus a toenail on my left big toe, a representation of the confusion I was unknowingly harboring in my heart & mind. I was suffering & didn’t even know it because I hadn't been robbed of my smile.
A year later, I’m not just posting an open toe shoe, but I can wear them again. It took exactly 9 months for my toenail to grow back & a little longer for it to return to normal. Gestation. During that time I was also experiencing the addition of wrinkles on my brain & long pulls on my heartstrings. I was busy falling in love when I really wasn’t looking for it & kinda imagined it may not happen again for a really loooooong time. I was also busy falling in love with a group of children who many find far from lovable, mostly because many of those children
Able to put polish on my new toe, I’m looking back to celebrate where I’ve been, & I’m starting the party early on where I’m going. Even though I can see some of the writing on the wall, I am also learning to slooooow down & take my time getting there. These shoes are by no means of the leisurely stroll type but they’re sling backs & can easily be kicked off & carried over my shoulder.
This New Year, the academic 1, promises to be full of challenges I’ve not faced before & perhaps have nothing in my memory banks to guide me completely toward successful navigation. I expect that I may scrape my knees once or twice. My 1st aide kit is in my clutch & I’m prepared for it. I'm without doubt that I'll have to get comfortable asking for help. Ultimately, I will, as I always do, walk away more fortified than when I began this
The party begins now. My toenail is back. My heart is full on new
Watch me move.