As a mom and teacher, you find yourself in constant search of peace and quiet. A peace and quiet that seems to never materialize. Most of the time you don’t even realize you are searching for it until it suddenly appears and you’re sitting in your car at a red light and you can hear the wind blowing through the trees. The sound seems foreign and delightful at the same time. It makes you want to sit through the next ten red lights just to be able to fully enjoy it.
Most days I get tired of hearing any of the following: Momma, Mommy, Babe, Alicia, Ms. Alicia, teacher. You can add to that list the other teachers’ names my students sometimes call me. It’s not that I don’t like being called by name, it’s just the frequency with which I hear my names. It can get annoying quite quickly when you hear your name at least once a minute.
I love being a mom and I enjoy teaching, but moments when I feel like hiding are beginning to increase. I need to find “me time,” whatever that means. These days when I think of quiet time I am envisioning a beautiful, rustic agriturismo in Anterselva that we used to go to every year in the Dolomite Mountains. Its serene views and sounds of nature is what my soul needs. Yet, sadly, I cannot go there as we are on the other side of the world. Fortunately, I have the ocean. I simply need to find the time to get down there more often and sit; quietly watching the waves and sunset. This is easier said than done, but absolutely necessary for my sanity!
What do you do to find alone time?