Changing seasons

Today feels Autumnal. I love the changing seasons as each day brings surprises. It can be hot and sunny one day, lashing with rain the next.

Because I have always worked in education, September feels a little like New Year’s eve: Full of hope and optimism and rebirth. This year I will be sooo much more organised. This year I will not wait till the eleventh hour to meet a deadline. This year I will not get stressed and we will totally eat health nutritious food and I will definitely NOT rely on Deliveroo for grocery shopping.

This September has an added layer of anxiety and change. My oldest son is starting secondary school. Holy shit sauce, where did the last ten years go??? I feel like I have only just started secondary school. And I don’t know if this is a lesson in being present, or a lesson in how fleeting our time on this spinning dirt ball is? So I decided to write a letter to Teddy. At the moment, he does not seem phased by his transition to big school, but I know that at some point a wobble is coming, so maybe this will help….

A letter to my boy…

Be yourself. Be honest. Do things that make your heart sing and your eyes wide with awe. Live a life you are envious of.

Cut out people who hurt you or don’t appreciate you, be it at school, friends or family. Cherish the good times. Be present. Keep healthy boundaries, especially with yourself.

Your opinion is always valid. The opinion of others about you is not. Live your best life. Show up for good people. Tell them you value them.

If something feels wrong, it is. If people say they live without regrets, they just haven’t worked out what went wrong yet.

Doing your best is ok. It’s the most you can do. Everything in life is temporary. The pain does end. Joy is always round the corner.

Take every opportunity. It may not come a second time. Money comes and goes. Don’t let it dictate decisions. Don’t wait for retirement. It may never come.

Be brave. We don’t get to opt out of doing hard things sadly, but we do get to choose which hard thing to do.

And if your path demands that you walk through hell, walk as though you own the place and love the life you lived.

Love Mimi x

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