The Current of Change
The scraping under my arm is a dead giveaway. I’m running out of deodorant and will soon need a new stick of antiperspirant. Time to say goodbye to one with a nice curve that fits my underarm and hello to a new flat uncomfortable one.
I also said goodbye to one of my incarcerated fathers classes today. It’s hard. We’ve grown comfortable with each other. They’ve opened up, revealed difficult truths about themselves, arrived at the place where they recognize both their strengths and areas which need improvements. A part of me wants to keep working with this class, continue helping, mentoring, coaching them, but I know it’s time to say goodbye so I can try to inspire a new group.
Saying goodbye can hurt. Welcoming the new is often uncomfortable. Life is learning to accept and move with the current of change and transition.