post-race celebrating with Oakland friends.
It’s the first day of a new school.
And the thing is, while it entirely feels like kinder all over again to me, so far the Tornado seems fine.
She’s more excited than nervous.
She still views the world as just filled with friends she’s not yet met.
She’s confident people will be as nurturing and kind to her as she’d be to them in her place.
She’s like her mama and miss piggy that way—misplaced or NOT she’s pretty certain she rocks.
silly reigns supreme at our house.
All that said she and I had a long post-Gilmore Girls viewing chat last night.
We talked about Rory and Chilton and her experiences being the new girl there (foreshadowing! foreshadowing!).
We chatted about how some of the girls were super nice at first and others….less so.
Oh Lorelai. Impart yer wisdom on the child.
And, in my inimitable awkward way, I dragged us over toward a quote I adore.
Something I tell myself before I go into new situations and which always reminds me I control my experiences and destiny:
(quote by the writer: Nishan Panwar)
It’s a quote, too, which rings to my ears so much more benevolent than my previous standby:
Kill ’em with kindness.
She and I talked about what her first day might be like, how it may differ from her first day in Oakland, and what she’s most looking forward to.
And then it was done.
She was done.
She was ready to move on with our night and back to Luke, Dean, Emily et al.
I hope today goes well.
In a third grade world which may not value what she most prizes about herself, I find comfort in the notion it *has* to be a good day.
In the new-found knowledge of if she can’t find one–she will be one.
And that is *always* enough.
Talk to me.
- Are you kill em with kindness or “if you can’t find one—be one?“
- Do you think there’s a difference?