My boys and I love an adventure.
When we decided to start geocaching this summer I told my boys all about how we would have a mission all summer long, everywhere we went. We searched out geocaches in our neighborhood and close by parks, we found some in Oklahoma City with Grandma. Admittedly, the heat made the mission less fun. That and we all got poison ivy.
But the thrill of a quest, something to find and accomplish gave our summer a little extra adventure.
Today and every weekday for the past month, Isaac woke up with silent tears in his eyes dreading a new day of school. Honestly, I think middle school is going to be more fun than elementary school for him, but he’s in a very busy season. Isaac’s school starts an hour later than Asher’s and by the time he gets home from school he has an hour or less of free time (none at all if there’s homework) before dinner and football practice most days. On Wednesdays he has even less time because piano lessons are before football. He really needs his free time and he’s just not getting enough. By the time football is over, the days will be shorter and I fear he’ll still be missing that time in the sun.
Every. Single. Day. I explain why he has to go to school and how it’s hard, but good for him. We talk about all the best parts of school: seeing his friends, his favorite classes, how funny his science teacher is, dismissal… We have to take each task every morning and evening (because he starts dreading the next day at bedtime) one step at a time like someone in recovery.
“You don’t have to go to school right now, you just have to brush your teeth.”
Every. Single. Day. It breaks my heart.
Today, Isaac, you have a mission. Your challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to seek out the joy. Dig, scrounge, chase the moments in your day that make you happy. Do you get to sit by the window and the sun shines through and warms your arm on your desk? Let that make you smile. Were you first to your lunch table? Take pride in that small moment. Did you feel the breeze circling through the bus on your ride home? Take it in and let it fill your soul. Life is good, baby. Life is hard, but it is good. Every single day is one day closer to the end of 6th grade. You’re going to make it. I believe in you.
Choose joy. Take the challenge. Change your mind. And pray for the help it will require to make the change.
All my love,