Do you notice when you've reach your breaking point?
I think for most humans, we discover this when it is much too late. Some of us wait to get to a breaking point and by then we can't turn back. Some of us can feel it coming from miles away.
I think about my students and the time I get to know them. For some, it's much too much to spend the day at school, and sometimes they can reach their breaking point before the day is over.
I think about the times I spent reading stories to my students, La llorona and The Whipping Boy, then working through what can happen when we hit a breaking point. We have so many opportunities for lesson-filled discussions. They help us to be better and leave a lasting mark.
I think about the twins I had some time ago and their mother who they lost in the middle of the year. There were tears from many of us when I had to break the news. Did we reach our breaking point? When the girls came back to join us, they seemed to be at peace. I couldn't help but wonder... did they they get a chance to cry? Did they have a chance to scream? Did they get to have a moment to reach their breaking point?
I think about my childhood and the many breaking points―much more than any child should have to stop and notice.
I think about my breaking points and wonder if we need them. Do they help us to be better? Can we set our path for calm? It seems life's storms will come for each of us to test our breaking points.
Today, I stopped to notice our world spin into change, and then I watched as people easily reached their breaking points. Is it because they feel so helpless? Is it because our normal is now gone? Maybe they've all forgotten to take some time to pause. Have we forgotten how to notice all the good that still surrounds us? Worry tends to change us and cause us to forget. How much better would things be if we took the time to notice?
If we took the time to pause, we might not stop our world spinning, but at the very least, we could keep ourselves from breaking.