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Kindergarten Graduation

6/25/2014

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On Monday, my son graduated from Kindergarten and I bawled my eyes out.

I usually always cry a little at school performance-type events.  Something about the nervous, unsure excitement of kids being on stage gets me.  But I was surprised at how emotional this graduation was for me.


One by one the kids walked across to meet another and walk on stage together.  Guthrie was near the end, so I was already a little worked up at the sweetness of the other little people.  But when I saw his face, it all came crashing in - how hard this move has been for him, how much he's needed to learn being in public school, making friends and dealing with adult's expectations (and moods).  It was a lot.  I'm constantly questioning how protective to be with my kids, and how much to let go at what age.  This experience felt like it was needed for him, and the learning would have happened regardless of whether we were in Colorado or New York.  He needed to learn about himself in relation to other people.  And he did it, even when it felt really, really hard for him.  There were illnesses related to his process, lots of yelling, anger, tears and laughs.  But he made it and he's really proud of himself. 

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I was so very proud of him too, and I just cried.  And somehow mingled in those tears was my own journey of moving here and figuring out so much.  It's been electric and alive.  I've met amazing people who are doing amazing things and who are so inspiring.  And I've practiced staying open to the newness of people and place, when I want to just close up my routines and routes all neat and tidy as a way of feeling safe and controlled.  I've expanded my heart open again and again when I really wanted to hide in my shell and keep myself small.  I realized that I'm proud of myself, too.  I think of myself as being pretty good at moving through my emotions that come up, and not allowing them to stick and fester, but of course there are those in my blind spot that get stashed.  And it felt like a tidal wave of emotion that crashed up and over me, watching my son sing Raffi. 

There is no end, of course, on this journey of life, but something happened on Monday.   There was a certain resolution and recognition to all that it took to move across country.  Because of it there's a new ability to shift the gaze forward.  And all I can think is

                                                          I have arrived.

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Maria
6/28/2014 09:28:00 am

This is so beautiful, Jen. Thank you for sharing. I know the transition has been huge and hard and yet Gutherie looks positively radiant. Thank you, too, for reminding me to keep my heart open. To be courageous in the face of fear. Love you guys.
xoxxoxo

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Matthew
12/2/2014 06:37:25 am

Hi Jen and family! I was just thinking of you all and saw you see some new photos I posted on facebook which led me to "arriving" here! BEAUTIFULLY said and SO nice to see your beautiful little boy. Arthur has already grown into a number of Guthrie's outgrown ones! We miss you and love you. Congratulations of your "Re-Arrival"!

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