Breathe.

Not something I usually have to remind myself of. I do it… I get stressed, but I do remind myself on occasion when things get tough. However, recently, I find myself saying it quite frequently.

Breathe.

Breathe and take one day at a time. One step at a time. One hour at a time.

Breathe and know that all will be ok.

Breathe as I listen to six 13 year olds (at 1:00 AM) celebrate my son’s birthday.

Breathe as you try to fall back asleep.

Breathe as you count down the days to the surgery.

Breathe and trust in the process.

Breathe and know that my students will thrive while I am away.

Breathe and know that your colleagues will be ok and I am not leaving them high and dry.

Breathe as you consider all that can go wrong… and remember all that will go right.

Breathe. Just breathe.

 

3 thoughts on “Breathe.”

  1. Looking forward to a surgery and its unknowns would make one anxious. Talking those breaths sounds like a way to help relieve some anxiety. It sounds like you are caring and prepared and that you have everything ready for your students when you are gone. Instead of telling myself to breathe, I often quote a part of a verse from the Bible, “Fear not, for I AM with thee…” to myself. That helps steady me. I look forward to hearing about “all that will go right” with your surgery! Thanks for the slice.

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  2. Whenever the ‘breathing’ doesn’t work for me, I remind myself of a quote from Dale Carnegie: “Remember, today is the tomorrow you worried about yesterday.” Wishing you a healthy recovery!

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