It has been awhile since I wrote to this blog. It seems fitting that the probability of anyone reading this sits at around 0% as it will be as if I'm writing to myself. The odd thing is, I am.
Last spring, when I was beginning my program to earn my teaching certificate, our instructor encouraged us to write a letter to ourselves that we would read upon graduation. We did, and I did (just graduate)! Wow, am I a good motivational speaker to myself. I mean, if I could call myself up and take me out to dinner and a movie, it would be do on! It is bitter sweet that the program has ended as I am forced to say goodbye to so many great people and turn to face the future with what feels like no one else. Then I came along.
Our instructor handed the letters back to us a couple of weeks ago but I didn't want to open it. For some reason I just felt it wasn't the right time. Well, here I am out on my own looking for that first elusive job. Still volunteering in any classroom that will take me, and beginning a summer job teaching sports classes in local summer camps. It feels so great to get going, but I feel so.....alone. Today, things began to teeter on the side of "too much". Today, I realized that I have been going nonstop for the past 4 months with nary a chance to even say "What's new" to my own wife. Today, I realized that after all the school work, the experience, and the knowledge I've gained....$15/hr is my value. Today the workload vs. cost to my health balance tipped over on the side of workload. Today, for the first time in 15 months, the thought went through my head that I might have made a huge mistake leaving a good paying job to jump into teaching. Then I saw my letter sticking out of my bag, begging me to open it.
It was obvious I knew myself pretty well as I envisioned what might occur almost to a tee. Then I offered myself words of encouragement, and even some much needed advice. Then I read the line, "Trust yourself. Something good comes from everything you are a part of. Look carefully at what is around you...and be surprised at what is there". If you ever wanted to see a grown man tear up, this was your chance. It couldn't have come at a better time and it couldn't have meant more to me. It will help set the ball back on the right track moving towards the ultimate goal....getting as much out of life that one can possibly squeeze. Was I surprised at what was there? Yes, and I smile every time I think about it.
I turned to myself, whispered, "Thanks self", and then gave myself a big hug. I knew exactly what I was going to blog about next.
Cheerio!!
Last spring, when I was beginning my program to earn my teaching certificate, our instructor encouraged us to write a letter to ourselves that we would read upon graduation. We did, and I did (just graduate)! Wow, am I a good motivational speaker to myself. I mean, if I could call myself up and take me out to dinner and a movie, it would be do on! It is bitter sweet that the program has ended as I am forced to say goodbye to so many great people and turn to face the future with what feels like no one else. Then I came along.
Our instructor handed the letters back to us a couple of weeks ago but I didn't want to open it. For some reason I just felt it wasn't the right time. Well, here I am out on my own looking for that first elusive job. Still volunteering in any classroom that will take me, and beginning a summer job teaching sports classes in local summer camps. It feels so great to get going, but I feel so.....alone. Today, things began to teeter on the side of "too much". Today, I realized that I have been going nonstop for the past 4 months with nary a chance to even say "What's new" to my own wife. Today, I realized that after all the school work, the experience, and the knowledge I've gained....$15/hr is my value. Today the workload vs. cost to my health balance tipped over on the side of workload. Today, for the first time in 15 months, the thought went through my head that I might have made a huge mistake leaving a good paying job to jump into teaching. Then I saw my letter sticking out of my bag, begging me to open it.
It was obvious I knew myself pretty well as I envisioned what might occur almost to a tee. Then I offered myself words of encouragement, and even some much needed advice. Then I read the line, "Trust yourself. Something good comes from everything you are a part of. Look carefully at what is around you...and be surprised at what is there". If you ever wanted to see a grown man tear up, this was your chance. It couldn't have come at a better time and it couldn't have meant more to me. It will help set the ball back on the right track moving towards the ultimate goal....getting as much out of life that one can possibly squeeze. Was I surprised at what was there? Yes, and I smile every time I think about it.
I turned to myself, whispered, "Thanks self", and then gave myself a big hug. I knew exactly what I was going to blog about next.
Cheerio!!
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