I found myself on the edge of my seat recently. I was so excited that David and the woman on the other side of me made space because I couldn’t stay on just one chair. It was that fidgety, kid-on-Christmas-Day-feeling. One of those time that your heart beats a little faster; you kind of shake with extra energy that needs an outlet. You try to contain it by sitting up straighter, drumming your fingers or tapping your feet. I sat on the edge of my seat, almost hovering over the chair… And I’m proud to say, I learned it all from a Kindergartner.
As I pulled through the carpool line the other day, one of the teachers asked me to roll down the window. She told me Brynna is her favorite student to watch at pick-up time. All the “rider” kids (as opposed to walkers and bikers) sit under the awning in front of the school until their number is called, at which time, they go to the colored squares on the curb to meet the car. Mrs. Neicheril said that every time Brynna’s name is called her face brightens and she jumps up with a smile ear-to-ear like she’s won the lottery. Every day.
When you’re 6, it’s easy to find joy in something every single day. It’s natural to show that excitement to the world. A few decades, heartbreaks, failures and trials later, having your name called doesn’t quite illicit the same response, does it? Life has a way of teaching us that silliness, excitement and being overjoyed are childish. Somewhere along the way we learn that being a grown-up means being serious – being attentive and mature means being reserved. We enjoy things, but not so much to draw attention.
But that excitement we so often suppress has a purpose. It shows you where your passion lies. What makes you sit on the edge of your seat? If you came across it, would you fidget excitedly, bouncing your knees up and down with a smile ear-to-ear? Or would you glance over your shoulder to see how everyone else responded? We work so hard to protect the innocence of our little ones. We encourage that excitement that spills out onto everyone around them. But what about you, Mama? Yes, we have grown up responsibilities and this is not a suggestion to pursue your own interests to the detriment of your family. But it is a challenge to care a little less what anyone else thinks.
Find what makes you sit on the edge of your seat. Maybe it’s a hobby. Maybe it’s learning a new skill. Maybe the thing that makes you sit on the edge of your seat doesn’t look the same as everyone else. Maybe it is something brand new just waiting for you to find it. I don’t know what it is, but I know this…the world – and your kids – need to see that showing excitement doesn’t have an age limit. They need to know that passion never goes out of style.