I feel peace that we have made the right decision to send the boys to school.
I feel fear about how the boys will cope with the transition.
I feel excited about the prospect of a new season coming.
I feel grief for the old season that is ending.
I feel grateful for supportive friends.
I feel frustrated at strangers offering their opinion when I haven't asked for it.
I feel like I am moving forward. by sending the boys to school.
I feel overwhelmed by the the road ahead.
I feel brave for making the step to do this.
I feel scared of the unknown future.
I feel devastated that my dreams have been shattered.
I feel thrilled that new dreams (and old dreams laid to rest) are stirring in my heart.
I feel liberated form the burden of educating my boys. (Although I know that education is more than academics and I will always continue to educate them in other areas, knowing that parents are always a child's first teacher.)
I feel apprehensive at how the boys will cope with the transition to a formal classroom setting.
I feel confident that we have found the right school to send my boys to.
I feel vulnerable that there may be lots of learning gaps that the new teachers will find from my home schooling methods to date.
I feel eager to embrace the new season and all that it might bring.
I feel anxious to about letting go of the old season.
Most of all I feel optimistic and that He is looking after us.
Change is hard. I have had such amazing support from my friends near and far. A few have reassured me that it is going to be OK. The thing is, I know that it is going to be OK. I have that peace and reassurance in my soul already. I don't need to hear that its going to be OK. The fact that I know it is going to be OK doesn't mean that it won't be hard. It doesn't change the fact that I may feel negative emotions from time to time. And I will not ignore those feelings. I will allow them to come, and I will sit with those feelings.
What I do need from my friends at this time is a listening ear. I need friends to allow me to tell them how I feeling without them trying to fix me. I need them to be patient with me as I ride the waves of my feelings and learn how to surf on them - instead of drown in them. I need friends that will pray for me. I need friends to respond to text messages. I need friends to return my phone calls. I need friends that will understand that I may have to talk about this - a lot. I need to feel that I am not alone.
Still taking lessons from the King,
PS - Mrs Clark at blogs, tea and me is doing an amazing series on friendship right now.
You should pop over and have a look.