A Happy Man by Thomas Rhett
I am constantly reminded of how precious life is and how important my perspective is on life. I will admit that there has been a chunk of my life that I have flown through without reminding myself to keep things in perspective and to take those extra moments to not rush through life.
It is so easy to let the negative out weigh the positive and to pass over small delicate moments for the big ones. All those big moments rush through and often, are over dramatized… and in seconds, they are gone. I want to slow down my moments and pay attention to what is right in front of me. The moments to follow will come in time, so why rush them?? Why rush what will happen anyway?
My perspective is often to get through the tasks of today, tomorrow, and the next day systematically and to always complete them even if at the cost of one of those moments that I should have relished in. Slowly, I am changing and realizing how important spontaneity is to me and how much I love being surprised by life.
A few days ago, in the middle of those daily chores of mowing the lawn, walking the dog, cleaning the car, and spreading bark dust, I stopped. I felt this wave wash in as my kids busily worked around me in the hot sun robotically, neither of them smiling. It took me just a minute to see they were painfully passing through a moment that could have a touch of spontaneity in it. I wanted to change their perspective and I wanted to see them smile in that moment. I went around the back side of the house and filled a few bucket of water and I went in for the hose. I uncoiled a good 10 feet and started spraying high above and watched the water rain down on them. I taunted them with the full buckets. They could have them if they could get to them.
In those insignificant moments of daily chores, I changed their perspective. Thirty minutes of spontaneous joy that lifted all of our spirits was enough to change the monotony of the ritualistic moments we were in.
As my kids get older, so do I and I can’t stop that but I can take more time to pay attention. Life throws all sorts curve balls our way and it is up to us to be able to adapt how we react to them. I am a firm believer that things happen for a reason. In the past, I have wasted time trying to figure out why and what it all means when I could have just soaked it all in like a sponge instead of burdening my mind and moments with trying to figure it out. As for today and all the days in front of me, I am going to work on staying out of my head and relishing in the moments that really matter.
I have been thinking a lot lately about teachers. I just signed up and am now enrolled for a week long writing workshop with my high school creative writing teacher…for me learning should never end. Granted, you have a number of years to be taught in a school setting.
It’s an empowering feeling that comes when you complete the task at hand, the report, the project, and for me at 39-I will never stop learning-Wether it be how to be a better writer, mom, wife, bookkeeper, photographer, I will never quit learning. I believe learning is important to all people at all ages.
I think about the things that people say about my father as a teacher. He has been retired for a few years now but I still run into people who ask about him and share with me the wonderful stories of how he impacted their lives. I actually had my dad as a teacher, years ago and I remember loving watching him (he always looked like he was so happy-elated really, to be a teacher) but I also remember him being very strict with me. I understand why now because he wouldn’t show any special treatment with his own daughter but I remember thinking he was a great teacher!
Fast forward to today, I have two 12 yr old boys who each struggle in their own subjects and with different social situations. I lean on their teacher’s to tell me what is going on, to help me help them with homework, to let me know when they are having a bad day or a good day. I expect them to move mountains for my children and they do!
I also believe some teachers see me walk down the hall and want to run like hell to their classrooms and lock the doors. 🙂 I can often become emotional about my children (after all, they are my kids and they deserve the best). Their growth in school is something I feel I need to be actively involved in because I have no control about what it is happening when they are in school. Again, I rely on the teachers. So, for any of you who have known me as a parent and you have had my child in your class, I am not crazy however, I am fighter for their education, I am also a fighter for you (teachers), if any teacher came to me about something they needed in their class, I would go out of my way to help them personally get it. If they needed a voice, I would give mine.
Teachers, I need you to do your best and have the supplies you need to be the best teachers you can be! Down to my core, I believe that the teacher/parent relationship is so important. So, to some of you, I am sorry if you ever had to pass me the box of Kleenex in your classroom. I am passionate about my children’s education and you deliver that to them!
We have been blessed to have some amazing teachers for our boys. Teachers that go above and beyond, they embrace their roll as their educators, they do not give them the answers they work to help show them the way, these educators deserve more-every year we pack their classrooms with more and more students, less supplies, and less time for hands-on learning…..there is so much testing and standards that MUST be met.
I wonder, if we gave teachers the standards to meet for a year and didn’t have to worry about specific standardized tests–what would happen in those classrooms. I believe those teachers would guide their students to fly….if they met the requirements set by the state but they were not limited by how they fulfilled those requirements. Just think…what that would do for the teachers and most of all, for our students and children!? The entire classroom would light on fire with learning and ideas….minds asking questions and exploring new and different subjects that just don’t fit in to today’s curriculum.
Teachers are an incredible resource, they are a special kind of person. These people are rare! When you find a good one, try to figure out how you can keep them in your child’s life, so they develop a bond and the student will always know they can go there (to that teacher). They will know and feel that that specific teacher will always have their back. They give and give without expecting anything in return. We need them, more of the them, and it seems every year the number of actual teachers, we have, drops.
So, if you get the chance and see a teacher-your childhood teacher, or teacher’s you have now, make sure to thank them and let me know how important they are to you and your world. I know I need to thank the teacher’s that help my boys’ every day. Without teachers, what would our children and future look like?