It’s blizzarding here again today. School let out at 10:30 this morning, the class I teach is canceled for tonight, and I can barely see across the street right now. So of course, what do we do? We get together! (Image shamelessly zoinked from my friend’s facebook page.) (Correction: I tried to shamelessly zoink it, but the full size cut off some of the kids on the right side of the photo, and I couldn’t figure out how to resize it, so I had to have it emailed to me. So now it’s not “zoinked” but “used with actual permission.”)
That’s right, there were FIFTEEN children in attendance this morning; the oldest ones are 8. After we gathered them for this photo, we sang some Christmas carols and tried (read: FAILED) not to get choked up. I mean, FRIENDS. CHRISTMAS. TOGETHERNESS. So lovely.
I waited so long to find my people here. I was so lonely and depressed and miserable. We even considered moving to Bigger Town, so that I could be near by Childbirth Ed friends. But the stars aligned in such a way that we ended up buying our (current) home and staying here in Tiny Town. God/Higher Power/Universe (I’m not even sure what I believe) was saying Quiet now. Be still. Your people are coming. And so I was quiet (ha, ha, ok, quietish, for I’m not ever really very quiet), and I waited, and wouldn’t you know that EVERY SINGLE family in this photo moved to town after we purchased this house?
And so I’m telling you this in case you are waiting for your people. They are coming. Keep looking. Be patient. Be open to recognizing them if they appear. But they are coming. They might already be there, waiting to be discovered. If I can find so many wonderful families in a town this small in the middle of no where (we have 4 stoplights in all of city limits!), I have faith that others can too.