Fast Food Grace
My kids ate Mcdonald's for dinner last night. Soccer practice and a heat wave chased away our motivation to make a healthy meal on the go. Maybe tomorrow.
Such is Fall. Back-to-school is chock-full of new ideas for coordinated schedules and routines learned from friends and late-night scrolling. We nail it for a few days (Thursday was awesome!) before we settle into more sustainable practices – maybe we’ll allow fast food one or two nights a week after all.
I love it though. I love Fall as much as I love Summer. Both bring change. One, a season of carefree fun and lazy days. The other is structure and progress. Both are wonderful when grounded in reality.
We had a great summer but didn’t do everything we imagined. Maybe next year. Fall will be the same.
This message is a great example. When I thought about my back-to-school note, I imagined elegant prose about fresh starts and a season of renewal. It was a wonderful plan that didn’t make it past the weekend. Reality hit and now I’m writing about cheeseburgers and nuggets. That’s ok. I aim to write to you weekly with my thoughts and other updates, but I expect we’ll find a rhythm.
Fast food diatribe aside, Fall is a season of fresh starts and renewal. We can improve without demanding perfection. We can do “all the things” even if we need to skip a few of “the things.” We can allow grace, to ourselves and others.
I’m looking forward to a great school year. My family is charging at full speed and is excited about the journey ahead. It won’t be perfect, it will be messy, but that is the nature of being a parent.
We’ve got this. You’ve got this. It's going to be a great year and I’m grateful you’re a family in our district.