Last week was the first bus ride for the incoming kindergarten class. I took my daughter Olivia to her new school and as the bus pulled up, every child ran onto it. There was one child that didn’t get on…Mine! She cried and clung to me and my heart ached.
It made me think about how our lives are filled with so many scary first experiences that we have to go through… And the bus ride is only the beginning.
Just think about it:
….sleep away camp is full of fun mixed with being homesick.
…going off to college is exciting yet scary.
…graduating college is a huge accomplishment, yet the fear of the big open world is right in front if you.
…getting a new job is exciting but terrifying.
…getting promoted is rewarding but comes with more responsibility and higher expectations– which can be totally daunting.
…getting laid off, fired or leaving the workforce… All SCARY!
…receiving an award, is an honor yet having to give an acceptance speech can be debilitating.
…having kids! The fear that you are not going to know how to take care of a baby.
But when I look back at all these moments, I only wish I knew at the time, that they were just that… a “moment”. While they feel terrifying, monumental and life changing at the time, they pass by so quickly that we almost forget how scary they were. But all those raw emotions come back to you when you see that fear on your child’s face.
But like most things in life, we take lots of steps forward, and while some steps are more painful than others, we keep climbing and tackling our fears head on. And while we don’t always have mom or dad to hold on too, we find someone to lean on, or find that little bit of inner strength to propel us through it.
But I am glad I experienced all those life changing moments in my life. It made me a better mom and a stronger person. I can speak from experience and can share my “moments” with my kids so they don’t have to feel like they are in this alone. Because of all my firsts, I feel ready to help Olivia take that first step onto the camp bus on Monday.
Let’s just hope I don’t have to be the “first” mom to get on it with her!