Just a heads up. This is a bit of a feel-sorry-for-myself post.

Others’ shoes will wear us out, even if we only walk around in them for a short while. But we must wear them, mustn’t we? Isn’t that the path we walk as teachers? If empathy and compassion aren’t our way, then surely we are lost. So we wear their shoes. But with such wearing comes a cost.

Our own shoes become unfamiliar and want for wear. But we wear them so seldomly they fit funny, they feel foreign. And if we feel the feel too long, we fret and regret our selfish side, for we serve. We serve. Proudly. Humbly. Confidently. Doubtfully. Selflessly. Selfishly. We walk it seems a paradoxical path, with one foot always in the other shoe. And some days, the walk is too much, and we want the cushion of others’ other souls to carry us along our path.

Today, for me, (a guilty shoe on my left foot) is one of those days. Sorry, but today that’s the shoe that fits.

Happy Friday, all.

Do. Reflect. Do Better.