One thing I noticed today as I was sleep training our 5 month old son, Liam, and potty-training our 23 month old daughter, Haris, they were both crying (no tears, plenty of noise)…
Remember when Rufio in the movie, “Hook,” drew the line between those who believed Peter Pan (Robin Williams) was Pan, and those who didn’t believe he was. Choices were made (even with doubts), and there wasn’t an in-between. Certain things, habits, people, etc., belong in certain spaces and/or times. I had been allowing my day job (the school) to cross the line into other specified time.
It’s that time of the year! You know parties, goodies, fun times, planning for the next year, and yep the end of this year! Tears of jubilation at how great the year was or tears of relief that it’s over! Lol!
The end of the year use to be a big deal to me, and it’s always been bittersweet, but it’s no longer a time for me to mourn all the things that weren’t accomplished.