When you're right. But it still feels weird. Today I supply taught for the first time since last school year. It was a personal call from a teacher I know and an age group I love. That being said, I am pretty sure now that I made the right choice to move to a different profession. Teaching is a part of who I am, but so is learning, so is community involvement and endeavouring to change the world around me. I could do this within teaching, but the fit just did not feel right. Non-profit development and Volunteer Management does. It is new, and challenging and so multi-faceted it forces me to use everything I've got some days. The overwork of the profession just might be what draws me in--- I won't get bored!
It felt good, but scary to know that turning back to teaching would only be a stop gap measure. Not a long term reality. Terrifying to be adrift... thrilling to be in adrift in a sea of opportunity with me paddling the boat. Just floating along being pushed and pulled by the current and whims of the weather is no longer an option. My boat of life is being captained again. I feel like I am searching for more, struggling with less. A chasm that must no longer be ignored is there. I am building the bridge this year. Last year was the discovery, this year is building.
