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The simplest words can lift burdens you’ll never see.

Somewhere between their first steps, the first day of kindergarten, and their first drive, we parents begin to realize something:

The chapter of raising our children is slowly coming to a close.

And with it come the questions.

Will they make good decisions? Did we prepare them well enough? Will they find their people….and their way?

I quietly wrestled with these questions a couple weeks ago as Beth and I drove our second-born, Patrick, to Lakeland University. You’d think this trip with the second child would be easier or less emotional.

It wasn’t.

As if emotions weren’t already running high, our drive north became increasingly unsettling as smoke from the Canadian wildfires drifted south. With the air quality index at historically dangerous levels and visibility perilously low, we considered turning around.

Thankfully, as the afternoon wore on, the wind shifted, the smoke dissipated, and visibility returned.

We arrived on campus, grabbed Patrick’s things, and headed toward the student union. But I still felt significant anxiety.

And that’s when it happened.

Walking in the opposite direction was a university administrator. She stopped in her tracks, smiled from ear to ear, and called out, “Oh my gosh… Patrick! I’m so glad you chose Lakeland. You’re going to love it here.”

After a short conversation with her, we continued toward orientation, but now with relaxed smiles on our faces. A conversation she likely had already forgotten made us feel seen instead of overlooked, excited instead of anxious.

And here’s the beautiful part, my friends: You don’t need to be a university administrator to change someone’s day.

The challenge is that many of us spend so much of our lives wondering whether we’ll fit in that we miss countless opportunities to help someone else realize they already do. We spend so much time wrestling with anxiety over our own lives that we miss chances to alleviate the fear in someone else’s.

Today, you can be the neighbor who knows the child’s name. The teacher who makes the student feel special. The friend who sends the encouraging text. The parent who puts down the phone and offers their full attention.

Your smile, your words, your encouragement. That can be the reminder to someone else that their life matters.

Because you never know what burden another person is carrying, or how close they are to believing they don’t belong, until you remind them that they do.

In a world that often feels clouded by fear and uncertainty, one small act of kindness can change the atmosphere.

Sometimes, that’s all it takes to clear the air.

Today is your day.  Live Inspired.

15 replies on “Clear the Air”

John, thank you for this wonderful, hopeful story! Our daughters are heading to 6th grade and 3rd grade. I cherish this beautiful time! Praying for your family during this transition, and the collective feeling I have that we are all experiencing strong emotions at this time of year! Saying prayers for everyone!

I also want to say Hi to Dr. Marty! I just read his reply. I taught full day Kindergarten in Parkway and Dr. Marty called me to personally welcome me and wish me well. A God Wink I will never forget!

A beautiful story! Your quote is so spot-on, John – thank you! “We spend so much time wrestling with anxiety over our own lives that we miss chances to alleviate the fear in someone else’s.” Thank you for opening our eyes and hearts a little bit more. And, that’s such a nice photo – you can see the love!

John, your story reminded me of an excerpt from a reflection our oldest son wrote to my wife about his transition to college life:

Legs crossed, perched on my bed above a tangled knot of clothes, I frown through stacks of textbooks on the quad below. Other freshmen are playing frisbee, picnicking on blankets, and drawing chalk animals on dorm walls. I feel infinitely small and shy like a mouse trapped in a cluttered nest of his own design. Light rain carried in on an evening front patters the rusted balcony rails. I’m outside, finally, my cold hands in a rain jacket with wet fingers and a face full of tears no one can see. I’m pacing above the empty courtyard. I can’t do it, I’m convinced.

Then your call. The new touch screen you bought me barely functions in the rain. I dry my hand on my new college clothes and pick up. “Hiya love? Are you doing ok? Have you done your homework, cleaned your laundry? Please do. It will get better. I promise.” That week I had my first good conversation. I was doing homework. I was in the laundry room.

As it always seems to happen, this timely reminder couldn’t have come at a better time. Right now I’m facing so much uncertainty at a proverbial fork in the road, and small reminders as this, always keep me inspired. Best of luck to your son Patrick and will say a prayer for him, and you as parents. Thanks John for all of your encouraging words, always.

Great story and advice. Even with our last child it’s still not easy. Our girls have been out of the house for many years, we go to visit and I still cry when we leave.

John, your gift of writing penetrates thoughts and emotions and blends them like a delicious protein shake. When the administrator greeted you I could feel your joy and the burden that was picking up a few pounds along the way…suddenly transformed into a vapor. Words are powerful! Thank you John!

Thank you John!
In The Brothers Karamazov, Alyosha tells the children that a “good, sacred memory, preserved from childhood” is a vital foundation for life. He argues that such memories are more valuable than formal education and can serve as a “saving” force throughout one’s life, even if only one memory is retained.

I love this, John. Thank you for this reminder to be kind. It doesn’t cost anything except a smile or a kind word. I have a feeling Patrick will do just fine…actually more than fine. Saying a prayer for Patrick.

John,
Thank you for your sharing this morning! Fear fills our lives with change everyday as we age and meet our challenges head on ! Our oldest grandson Kaden begins his college journey this month and our prayers and personal gestures of love will continue to let him know that he has a support each step he takes!

Blessings and hope for success through love!

Sorry I put my email address in the post. What I wanted to say is that this post followed in line with my the homily that my priest taught Sunday at Mass

Thank you for reinforcing what my priest said Sunday

John: We lived in Plymouth , WI in the late 70’s and 80’s and know Lakeland University very well. Best wishes to your son as he begins his college career. My wife and I dropped four children off at college , and in each situation we had the emotional feelings you shared. One of life’s many challenges, but also rewarding to see the begin to “fly” on their own.

Thanks for sharing your personal experience.

Keith Marty
Former Superintendent, Parkway Schools

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