
I am a creature of habit. I like following a straight, narrow path, knowing exactly what lies ahead.
Take restaurants, for example. I always order the same meal: salad (no meat, no cheese, no croutons, oil and vinegar dressing) and the same drink—water and a glass of chardonnay.
Every two weeks, I visit the same library and grab two books from the “New Fiction” shelf. Easy peasy.
I love my routine. It works for me.
But lately, my life’s path has been anything but straight and narrow. There’ve been curves, side trails, and even a few roadblocks. I’ve had to pivot.
Now, I’ll admit—I’m out of practice with pivoting. Back when I taught kindergarten, pivoting was second nature. I had to think on my feet all the time.
I remember one lesson about rhyming words that had me over the moon. The kids were finally getting it! I’d call out a word, and they’d call back rhymes. We were having so much fun. Then, a little girl in the front row started waving her hand like her life depended on it.
I said, “Yes, sweetie, do you have a rhyming word for us?”
She looked at me earnestly and said, “No, Mrs. Clark, but I think you’re gettin’ too excited. Every time you talk, you’re spittin’ a little bit.” 😬
And just like that, my amazing lesson was over. Rhyming was out, and “spittin’” was all the kids could talk about. So, I pivoted. I gave a quick science lesson on saliva instead!
See, I do know how to pivot. I just don’t like to. I’m comfortable with my routine. But I’ve learned that sometimes, when life forces you off your usual path, good things can happen.
So, here’s the lesson: Pivot when you have to—or even just for fun.
You never know what’s around the corner!
—Peni
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