So many pairings of opposites mislead us into thinking there are only two options. Fight or flight. Love or hate. On or off. Stay or go.
This week, I abruptly faced a set of fears I didn’t even realize I had. We’re moving to Cuba this summer, which I knew. To prepare, I’m starting Spanish language classes next week, which I knew. This means my days as a stay-at-home mom come to an end on Monday. Which caused all sorts of upheaval.
We want to go to Cuba. To stay home now would mean giving up a dream assignment. Staying is bad.
The past eleven-plus years of staying home with the kiddos have challenged me, changed me, made me a better person, and hopefully haven’t been all that bad for the kiddos, either. Staying is good.
I’m not required to take Spanish classes. I could spend our final months in the United States (for now, anyway) staying safely at home with Ladybug. But she’s got her new Lalaloopsy lunchbox and counts down the days ’til school several times a day. Plus I want to face my fears down, not give in to them. Staying is bad.
Honey reacted supportively when I cried about all this change. He sat near me, one hand on my leg, staying next to me until calm descended and I could make a joke. Staying is good.
Opposites don’t tell the whole story. Life is made up of times when the right idea at the wrong time brings failure. But that’s never the whole story, either, is it? Failure can lead us one step closer to success.
The value in staying comes from wise staying, from healthy wholeness, and from also knowing when to go.
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