A is for Agate #abcblogging
One of my favorite places is the Oregon coast, and the thing I love most to do there is beachcomb. I can spend hours there, wrapped in my thoughts as I drift along the sand and seek gifts from the tides.
Our ocean is a treacherous one; with sneaker waves that grab for you and tides that run in fast, caution is essential.There are things that every child that roams upon the sand must know:
- Know if the tide is going in or out,
- Stay away from any wood that’s too big to carry, and
- Never turn your back on the water.
The water is cold, the wind often high, the surf unpredictable… the only sure way to stay safe is to keep your feet firmly planted on dry sand. But, as every beachcomber knows, you’ll never find the good stuff if you stay up on the dry sand. The real treasures are right there at the edge of the water, amid gravel and debris.
As a teen, I was scanning the water just below me on the slope as I walked along the beach, when suddenly water peeled the sandy cover from the largest agate I’ve ever seen. I scrambled for it.
For just a blink, it was in my fingers – and then I leaned too far at the same time a big wave came in. Desperate to keep from falling in, I moved wrong, and the stone slipped from my grasp.
Gone. It was gone. N
o matter how hard I tried to return to that moment of beauty, it was gone.
In all reality, I probably just would have gotten wet. A small risk for that big a win… but caution was so deeply embedded in me, that it was impossible for me to take that risk, no matter how great the potential reward.
I still regret it.
As an adult, I sometimes find myself doing the same thing – being TOO conservative in my decisions, and missing out on things that I desire for myself and my family.
Always be mindful of the potential consequences, but don’t let anxiety take away your options. Don’t worry about the little risks so much, when you see a treasure, sometimes, you just have to reach out and grab it! You might never have that same chance again.
I wrote this earlier this week, and I’ve been pondering over it, just not quite ready to post, not satisfied with it, I guess. I’d written it for Blogging Though The Alphabet – I’m joining Marcy of Ben and Me in this round – and as I wrote, I was thinking of myself, and all the things that my worries have prevented me from doing.
Really, though – many of those choices were ones I made because I deemed the risk too big to take for a single mom with four kids that relied on her – even though most of them weren’t all the risky.
But I realized, just now, reading through this post again… I took one of the biggest risks of all, and I did that, too, for my kids’ sake. Making the leap and pulling my youngest son out of kindergarten was absolutely terrifying, and I never could have done it without the help and support of family.
I was so scared and second-guessing myself – but once the choice was made and it was done, it was SUCH a huge relief. As the days and weeks and months went by, it became more and more apparent that yes, it was the right decision.
Now, I can’t imagine life any other way. I wouldn’t have the same kids had I left them in public school, especially my youngest two… and I’m pretty darn proud of them the way they are. Public school would have gone a long way toward destroying my son’s love of learning and my daughter’s self-esteem, and I’m so grateful that didn’t happen.
If you’re thinking about homeschooling, but haven’t made the leap, don’t let fear keep you from doing it. Take into consideration what might happen if you don’t.
The risks of the choice unmade… now THAT’s a scary thought!