I’d be lying if I told you the Back To School Season didn’t still impact me. I’m coming to accept it always will.
Seeing parents post back-to-school pictures – sometimes with kids that would have been in MY CLASS, makes my heart hurt with pangs of regret. Why regret, when I did nothing wrong – your guess is as good as mine. Soon, there will be no more families I *should have* had their children in my class.
It does not matter how confident I am that providing families with the knowledge and power to homeschool is right where I’m supposed to be. I see God’s hand in my life plainly.
I recently saw a short video clip of Lisa Kudrow discussing the early episodes of Friends… At one point while just hanging out, the cast was discussing their biggest *got fired* stories.
Ms. Kudrow had been fired from Frasier – and someone pointed out how it was a GOOD THING she had been released from that show, or she would NOT have been cast to Friends. WOW, just WOW!
Overall, I am so HAPPY with my life right now. But with certain triggers, I can bounce around like a pinball.
Yesterday a profound memory popped up on Facebook. The memory brought me joy and CLARITY. At the time it was originally posted, I was describing a dream I had about work, and the things that occurred on a *typical* day.
I look at that dream now, in hindsight, and remember the burden I felt being responsible for so many administrative tasks. That burden eventually lead me to stand up for myself, resulting in my termination.
Coincidentally, I received a personal text message from a family that was thinking of me and wanted to remind me of the positive impact I had on their children. That message filled me with joy one minute and grief as deep as the Grand Canyon the next.
Today I was sitting in the bank, discussing my account with a bank employee – and from behind one of my OG students (from my first 6 years of teaching, a proud lip-ripping survivor) popped out and gave me a huge hug – calling me, Miss Serra. I would NEVER have seen her, yet she STOPPED to say a quick hello.
Why are these moments aligning? And more importantly why do I engage in thoughts and feelings that are painful? I mean I would have left teaching, eventually? Or would I have????
I certainly made a POSITIVE impact on plenty of children and their families over 19 years of teaching.
It is as if I have multiple personalities. Miss Serra and Mrs. Gandara the most awesome 4th-grade teacher (and some other grades too!) are gone. I deeply mourn their loss as Christy is reborn.
But the reality is I have LOST NOTHING – Miss Serra and Mrs. Gandara the teacher were ESSENTIAL to the foundation of exactly who I am and who I am meant to be.
If I had seen the circumstances of my *retirement* from teaching coming…I would have done everything in my power to stop it. – I would not have understood the questions that incident answered, and the dreams it has enabled me to fulfill.
Every road leads to NOW. I must feel these feelings COMPLETELY so I can move past them FULLY.
Here’s hoping time does heal all wounds.
Until Next time, be well my friends.
- Christy