Saturday Morning Cartoons

Saturday morning cartoons.  You know that it is during the school year when sleeping in is still up early enough to catch the Saturday morning cartoons.  This morning my favorite was The Magic School Bus. :)

Yup, school.  It has begun.  And can I just say, Ah-mazingly.  I’m not sure if it’s just the second year teacher in me or some combination of my new experiences but the way this year has started is a breath of fresh air.  I’m so happy.

In a lot of ways I’ve dreaded the summer ending and I’ve blogged about my summer so I’m sure you all can understand why.  However, the routine is much welcomed and being back in the classroom just feel so right.  Sigh.  I can’t even explain it, I’m sure all you teachers out there can relate.

On top of school getting off on a great foot.  I’ve been surrounded by some pretty great people.  Someone who I would consider very wise once told me that it’s all about relationships.  I believe him.  I’ve come to discover that life is so much sweeter when you have people to share it with and even more sweet when you build deep, vulnerable, reverberating relationships with those people.

Not only does it make life much sweeter, but it also makes life a little easier when the tough stuff is happening.

I have a really close friend who is going through some ‘tough stuff’ now and I got a chance to talk with her a little this week.  Since we talked she has been on my heart.  I hate seeing her hurting and not being herself.  For me, the hardest thing in the whole world is to see hurt and not be able to fix it.  That is something that is just typical of me.  When I’m upset with someone or something I want to fix it right away, when a friend is hurt I want to fix it, when a relationship falls apart I want to pick it up and glue it back together.  It’s a blessing and a curse.

I saw the curse side of it this week.  Despite how great my week was, I still had my friend in the back of my mind.  There was nothing I could do to ‘fix’ anything.  I could relate, but I couldn’t fix it.

As I kept thinking about this I can’t help but know somewhere deep down that I’m not supposed to be able to fix everything all the time.  It’s something that I’ve been forced into a couple times in my life.  Not everything will always get better, somethings aren’t meant to.  Somethings are meant to be broken for a reason.  Maybe that reason is growth, maybe that reason is a realization maybe that reason is to bring together other relationships.  It may take a while to figure out the reason things have to break sometimes, but they do.

And sometimes all you can do is sit there with a friend and cry.  All you can do is say a little prayer and be an encouragement.  Sometimes all you can do is accepted that you can’t fix it and watch a few more saturday morning cartoons with one of those really good friends.

It’s a lesson I’ve HATED to learn but it’s a lesson that I’ve had to learn, a lesson that has refined who I am.