Today is my son’s first day of school! In the last few weeks leading up to this BIG day, I have experienced many emotions, but mostly found myself excited. Meeting the teachers, wondering what new friends we will make this year, what amazing new things we will learn and the fun we will have.
And I noticed that it all felt oddly familiar – like the feelings I experienced each year when I went back to school. I loved school.
I checked in with my husband who was not nearly as excited about school as I was. He was looking forward to experiencing the amazing school that Elias will be going to, but he wasn’t looking forward to it with the same excitement as I was. He didn’t like school.
All of a sudden it occurred to me how much we bring our own experience to our kids. My intention is that Elias has his own experience and forms his own opinions and feelings around his school experience. But without stopping and noticing this, I will automatically bring my own past into his present.
My goal is not to shape him into the person that I wish I was when I was in school. It is not for me to encourage behaviors and traits that I wish my parents had encouraged in me. He is his own person with his own gifts and talents and my goal is to support him and to be his biggest cheerleader.
But, it occurred to me that if I don’t stop and interrupt myself, I could bring my own experience to Elias. I know that some of this can’t be helped, but if I stop for a minute and recognize what is going on – I can choose to have it be different.
It is the same thing that I do when I have anything challenging to do in front of me. I stop, take a step back and consciously decide what I am creating. It works for business, it works for daily tasks, now it can work in my personal life too. Stop. Look. Choose. I love the power of choice.