Photo by the one and only Tara Whitney.
I say this from experience—from nearly 50 years of living. This half century of life uniquely qualifies me to speak on the topic because, you know, that’s a chunk of time.
If you’re one of those people who say you love change I am going to be just a tiny bit suspicious at first, and then jealous. Change to me is such an unknown. Unknown to this former control freak is hard.
For a number of years now I’ve been working on changes. Changes in my parenting style. Changes in my relationship with my husband. Changes in how I view the world in general. Changes that continue to be challenging and yet needed. I have made some big changes and some not-so noticeable ones. And there are some things that are quite simply kicking my ass because they’re stubborn and change is the very last thing they want to do.
(They is convenient little smoke screen for me and my attitude. It’s a slippery slope, I tell ya.)
So there’s that in all of it’s vague glory.
But another change, and one that isn’t vague at all, is that my partner in crime, after 27 years with the same company is one week away from being unemployed as he begins his final semester of grad school to become an elementary school teacher. Yep, Dan starts student teaching on February 1 and Mama becomes the sole breadwinner until Daddy hopefully gets a job next Fall.
And even though we have been preparing for this for two years, the fact that it’s actually here is one change that’s a little bit scary because I don’t know what the coming year looks like.
I suppose that’s really no different than what my work life has been since I quit my full-time job back in 1999 after Cole was born. I didn’t know what the future held. The only difference was that I knew where my healthcare was coming from. Other than that, it was pretty much the same type of not knowing.
And if I’m being honest and truly connected to reality, no one knows what the next hour looks like. So where’s the problem?
If I stay in reality, I’ll roll with the changes. (Where is REO Speedwagon when you most need them?)
Yep. Change is hard. But I’m here. I have a life and I am lucky enough to have the opportunity to work on seeing where it all leads.
That needs to be my mantra for when my attitude toward change borders on the childish.
In other words, nearly every day.
Wish me luck.
Except at the end of the day, this isn’t really just about me. I know, shocker.
I need to thank you, Dan Zielske, for such dedication and commitment in a time where that is rare among anyone in business. You have worked so hard for this family and taken care of us for so many years and for that, I am so grateful. Here is to the next chapter. Let’s roll.