Monthly Archives: November 2016

Saying goodbye

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Goodbyes are not easy, especially when they aren’t expected. Whether it be to a person, a place, an experience or a season of your life. But when you think about it, how lucky are we to have known someone or experienced something in our life that is so hard to say goodbye to. Surely the memories are worth it!

The last little while has been hard for me. I left my teaching job quite abruptly due to a bunch of reasons and didn’t get to do the goodbye thing. These last few months I’ve been recovering from the stress of it all and I haven’t had a chance to really remember.

Remember the good times I had. Remember the aspects of my job that I loved. Remember the wonderful people I worked with. Remember the families I got to know over the past two and a half years. Remember the children, the children that eternally have my heart and currently monopolise my thoughts, wondering how they are and if they miss me.

But I have been lucky enough to catch up with a couple of the families and almost all of the staff I worked with. How lovely that has been! What wonderful people I hope to have in my life for a long time to come. Seeing all these people has reminded me of the things I loved, the things I miss and has forced me to say goodbye.

Goodbye to who I was there and goodbye to what happened. Sometimes though, it’s not the goodbyes that hurt it’s the flashbacks that follow. It’s nice to be reminded of the good times but sometimes that just makes it hurt more, makes you miss it more. Reminds you of the crappy stuff you went through too.

Although I know I made the right decision for myself, I have realised that I miss it. I miss Early Childhood and I miss being part of something that impacts a child’s future. I miss always having paint or glue on me somewhere. I miss making resources. I miss reading stories. I miss eating cakes made of sand. I miss it all! I have had to say goodbye to that for a little while, which is hard. Sometimes goodbyes are just ‘see you later’. That’s what I hope for being a teacher.

Goodbyes are hard, because sometimes they mean letting go of something. Moving on. Maybe it’s a relationship that is no longer healthy or a friendship that has become one-sided. Maybe it’s a plan you had. Maybe it’s something that you don’t want to move on from.

But you know what they say…”If you love something let it go. If it comes back to you it’s yours forever. If it doesn’t, it never was, and it’s not meant to be”.