Growing up is inevitable. Sometimes it’s awesome, sometimes
it’s a little awkward, and sometimes it hurts.
Everyone does it (although some more than others), and as far as I can
tell, the secret is to ‘fake it ‘til you make it’. These past few days and weeks have been good
but quite challenging for me. Post-grad
life put me in two urban middle schools last year, and has now brought me to
the Windy City. I will be teaching at an
inner-city high school this coming school year, but have already made the “big
move” for courses this summer to better prepare me to teach next year.
While there are some super exciting things coming down the
road for me, leaving my hometown was hard.
I left some wonderful friends who I met in college, which brought me to
tears on more occasions than I would care to admit. Although I like to claim an adventurous and
care-free spirit, I have always struggled with big change. Saying goodbyes and leaving behind good
things is hard for me, as I fear the unknown.
But at the same time, I feel so incredibly foolish. In the last 2+ years, I have gone through a
number of transitions. And each time, I’ve come out okay. Things work themselves out, and I
(hopefully!) come out a little stronger. And if not, I have some great stories
about it all. Through it all, the Lord
has continued to bless me time and again.
Blessing me by putting some fantastic, loving, understanding parents in
my life; blessing me by providing me with a few great friends to help carry me
through; and blessing by simply providing.
Time and again.
