It’s All What You Get Used To
About to undergo a major change in your life?
Something lurking in your future that seems larger-than-something-you-can-handle-without-complete-meltdown?
Keep this phrase in mind:
It’s all what you get used to.
Like most parents, I try to worry too much about my kids and what is in their best long term interest. Mostly, I have an idea that it is my absolute duty to raise my kids to be independent humans and I think that it is probably safe to say that most parents probably have similar feelings.
And so when I am bumping down the road of life and see a fork ahead that will impact my kids world in one way or another, it causes me more than just a few seconds of concern.
It isn’t like I spend too much time thinking what will happen to them if the ice cream man doesn’t show up next week due to the recession, but it is probably safe to say that I at least think about their well-being on a regular basis. And I often wonder if I am doing everything I can to promote the idea that they need to learn to become independent.
And not that long ago my kids switched schools — from a the private school to a public school.
And I was a little worried about it.
How would they react to it? Would it cripple them for life? Would it make it where they would hate me forever because I made them go to public school?
These were just a few of the thoughts I had.
This new school had brick walls.
And a cafeteria with public-school-lunch-tables.
With the little white cartons of the semi-warm milk that go with your apple-green lunch tray if you opt for the hot lunch option.
Their old school was the Taj Mahal of education in Gilbert and had catered lunches, a party for pretty much every holiday, PE every day and even heated toilet seats for the comfort of the kids (ok, maybe not the heated toilet seats part).
But after working through some of the initial fears about going to a new school, I was reminded again of that simple phrase I picked up somewhere along the road of life…
It’s all what you get used to.