March 12, 2010

When Your Someday Rains On My Parade


Last week I found out that our Suzuki Violin teacher is moving. She’s been our only Suzuki teacher. Since BabyGirl was two and a half, Miss Lindsay has guided both me and my daughter. And now she is leaving us. (cue violin music for pity party)

My happy little world was shaken. CycleGuy took it in stride and said this may be the opportunity we need for BabyGirl to move ahead. Move ahead? Opportunity? What is wrong with you? Can’t you see that I’m freaking out?

Now that I’ve had some time to digest all this, I’m not as freaked out. I’m actually excited. And I’m genuinely happy for Miss Lindsay. She’s moving because she’s crossing off one of the items on her ‘Someday List’. She’s always wanted to live in the Pacific Northwest and after years of planning she is finally making it a reality for herself and her family. I really am thrilled for her.

But, understand that she’s raining on my parade. She’s messing up my plans to have her as our teacher until, well, until forever. We’re happy here in this little world. I’m happy with how things are going. And with all the changes going on, she has been one of the constant and consistent parts for nearly five years.

This is a season of change, though. CycleGuy is right, this is an opportunity. An opportunity for me to move outside my comfort zone. An opportunity for BabyGirl to work with someone new. An opportunity to learn in a different way. An opportunity for us to move toward crossing something off our ‘Someday List’.

So while Miss Lindsay’s moving may be raining on my parade, I know that rain brings both of our families a beauty that can not be appreciated until the rain has gone. It provides an appreciation for the need for change. Besides, my mom always told me that a little rain never hurt anyone.

And she’s right.

We’ll miss you Miss Lindsay. You’ll always have a special place in our hearts. BabyGirl, CycleGuy and I wish you and your family all the best as you cross this off of your ‘Someday List’. (But if you change your mind, that would be OK too.)


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Allissa Emslie March 12, 2010 at 9:52 am

Oh my goodness, I’m freaking out with you!!!!! I hope you don’t have to endure picking the wrong instructor over and over until you do find the right one….Did Lindsay recommend anyone? When I’ve made that dreaded move (dreaded by the parents anyway), I’ve made sure I had a recommended teacher, matching their learning style/personality/ability with an appropriate teacher and sometimes speaking with these teachers about their possible prospective students. Some have taken the suggestion and some have not and thus quit piano—which is what I dread most about moving away : (

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