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Lucky — because I am blessed with ideas
Yesterday, I met two amazing ladies for wine and talking — one I have known for a while, and the other is a new friend. We have a lot of mutuals in common, with some varying degrees of experiences from positive to…not. And as I was catching them up with some anecdotes, and grinding over some of the mishaps and harm that’s been done, it occurred to me that I wasn’t framing it squarely — this was harm, but I escaped it! I am…lucky!
If my readers perused through this silly post, one might wonder if I am lucky…I mean, things happen, and death isn’t about luck — we all die. I’m thinking about luck being the ‘space between the notes’* as the musical score of my life.
Some remarkable examples:
I was lucky when I so happened to overhear a colleague in the hallway talking about the ELL classes starting that night — the ones I had asked my principal about and wanted in, but she cut me out of the communication and only invited her favorites — but I was there, at that moment, in the hallway, and got my ELL (MLL) endorsement!
That endorsement led me to another amazing district, where I am valued and respected. And, since that particular admin group had done everything in their power to get me out of “their” building (the one I’d been serving for 12 years), this was truly lucky!
I was lucky that they also treated someone else shabbily, and that person helped me get into the new district
Going back further, I was lucky when I got the phone call from the cohort program asking me if I was still interested in becoming a teacher.
I was lucky that I saw a mailbox with another J.Love on it and he became my sweet and funny husband. (That’s a story for another time.)
I was lucky to have a dad as awesome as the one I did. I am lucky to have my mom.
I am lucky to have amazing friends. The shape of the friendship may change, and sometimes that causes me sadness, but I just need to remind myself, again and again, until it sticks, my own path is pretty cool. Their presence or absence, or mine in theirs, should be healthy and consensual.
I am lucky with ideas and have the mind to work through them.
I am lucky.
*I always thought it was Peter Gabriel who said this, but the interweb says it was Claude Debussy.