One of the things I’ve found with this sort of responsibility is, after being so busy and occasionally overwhelmed, I still discover a dozen things I haven’t done.
I have to remind myself that this is my first time in a role like this, and NO ONE gets everything right. A dad doesn’t yell at his child when they fall after taking their first steps. And I don’t want to be the kind of kid that cries and stays on the floor for every time I trip. It’s natural to fall a few times when you don’t know how to walk.
Even though it was Registration Day, I only met four of my thirteen kids.
But I absolutely LOVE meeting the kids. They don’t stress me. I love their smiles when a candy lei is placed over their heads. I love their shy way of telling you their name. I love when they mention their favorite superhero. I love the way they prance around outside.
Half the stuff I worry about is for the sake of everyone except the kids.
Focus. Who am I doing this for?
Seeds of every generation
Between our hands
And the promise to teach you the little I have learned
What will you live to do?
What have I left for you?
What will we leave behind?
Learning as you’re growing
Not yet knowing
The world isn’t always quite as beautiful
As it is now
[Seeds by Brooke Fraser]