Are you still with me?
I was feeling pretty anxious last night. I was trying to create that sense with the "sentence" at the beginning. I could feel my mind spinning.
Part of it was the feeling of too much going on at once.
Another part was decision-fatigue from a hectic day at school. My team teacher has been out at a conference all week. She had a guest teacher in her place, but it's not nearly the same.
A third part of my angst came from home. My father-in-law just tested positive for Covid. His symptoms aren't too bad right now, but that triggered a cascade of questions: How long were we with him this week? Do we need to mask? When do we need to test? Where can we get more tests? Should we cancel our plans to hang out with the other side of the family this weekend?
At the end of a busy school day that was only half over (showcase event for me and the youngest, orchestra concert for my wife and our oldest), I was feeling pretty overwhelmed.
I looked up at the sky on my way to the middle school. I saw the sun on a clear blue background. I felt the rumor of a warm spring day on my face.
I inhaled a deep, crisp breath.
I held it in.
I exhaled.
The sun is out. It's a beautiful night. I get to talk about cross country.
The sun is out. It's a beautiful night. I get to talk about cross country.
The sun is out. It's a beautiful night. I get to talk about cross country.
I could feel my shoulders relax.
I could feel my temples release.
I could feel my smile return.
I hope you can see the sun today and find a way to enjoy it.