Tags
Today I took a ride out to my old school to help a friend put together her classroom for the fall. She isn’t supposed to be up on step-stools, so my height and ability to climb came in handy.
Grant and I married at the end of his first year teaching there and I became the permanent sixth grade room mother for his classes. As a newlywed I never imagined that twenty-some years later I would realize my never-quite-abandoned dream of being a teacher when I was hired as an intern at that same school.
Fast-forward ten years. He retired earlier than he really wanted. I followed, but continued to volunteer and sub, not really wanting to stay, but not being able to let go. I was so heavily invested in the school, in the kids and their families, in my colleagues.
But things change. Administrators change, situations change. It has been nearly a year since my last trip out to school and I wasn’t totally sure that this visit was a good idea. But my friend needed help, so I went.
I’m cured! I enjoyed visiting briefly with the janitors and hearing how things were going. It was good to see the new health clinic as we drove through town. But I don’t need to go back. They don’t need me anymore, and I have let go. I’m cured.
It is always good to know that you have grown past the need for something or someone in your life. And that the direction you are headed feels good and right! Good for you, Fawn!
LikeLike
This was a hard one, Phyl…I had so much invested emotionally, but things had changed and it was a slow process getting that through my heart as well as my head. – Fawn
LikeLike
I have been there,unfortunately. Had to leave a job I adored because of some horrid things that happened there and the resulting changes. I was being “forced” out and I couldn’t see it until years later. My emotional investment was huge. I never invested like that again. That is a sad statement also. I’m glad you were able to find your way, Fawn! Hugs, Phyl
LikeLike
I think we as women tend to invest ourselves much more emotionally in our jobs…it makes it harder to truly “leave”, even when we want to. And so often a position that we have seen as a perfect fit is spoiled by management changes. But once we truly can let go there is such freedom. Happy Sunday, Phyl. – Fawn
LikeLike
Glad you were able to let go. 🙂
LikeLike
Thank you, Elaine. I’m slow, but eventually I get there! – Fawn
LikeLike
Finally!! I’m very happy for you!
LikeLike
I figured you would truly appreciate this, sweetie. No more having to ask me not to talk about it! Love, Mom
LikeLike