Birthdays and back to school
Ah, September… we meet again.
For as long as I can remember, September has always held a very special place in my heart. It marks a new year full of hope and anticipation, but without the countdown or confetti. A new beginning, a new class, new clothes, a new season, new colours, new bedtimes, a new approach to being. Change is imminent, perhaps more so than any other time of year.
For me, this year, change is particularly significant. I will not be starting off the school year as I have had for the past twelve years – sharpening pencils, labelling notebooks and greeting familiar faces. Having been offered a short-term position as an Acting Vice-Principal, I will be embarking on a new adventure at another school. (gulp)
Change is in the air, alright. And with that comes it’s own set of challenges and anxieties. Gone in an instant are the comforts of being able to find anything I need, sharing “remember-when’s” with friends, parents and colleagues, and knowing virtually every face that walks down the hallway past my classroom. My school has been a place of work that has felt more like a home and for that I feel like the luckiest gal on the planet.
Change is a funny thing, though. As scary and uncertain and unpredictable as it is – without it we’re unable to truly propel ourselves forward, nor does anything yield a greater excitement. Looking back – I got engaged, married and purchased our first home, all in the last year and half. Change has been pretty good to me, I’d say (knock on wood).
So on this eve of the first day of the 2012-2013 school year, whatever level of change is on your doorstep, I hope you embrace it. I know I will.
(Oh, and a happy birthday to my itty, bitty blog! Two years and counting.)