Saturday, June 6, 2009

It's done

The school year, that is! I have such mixed emotions since I'm leaving the school where I have taught for 12 years. All my things have been packed up and the stuff I wanted to keep has been brought home. The rest is either being used by my coworkers or thrown out.

I've done better than I thought I would with this....many moves from church to church with my family have certainly helped. But the feelings are the same....a tad empty, lonely, uncertain, apprehensive, mixed with anticipation, excitement, and hopefulness. Since plans for the specific school(s) where I will be teaching changed over the past week, this had added to the mixed emotions. I'm now projected to be teaching at one school on Mondays and Tuesdays and another the rest of the week. I know people at both schools, but there are still uncertainties. I am not sure where my 'space' will be at one school, and will be sharing space at the other. Of course, since I am halfway through my graduate program, I'm a little unsure of myself as far as what I need to be doing! I have some great people behind me to support me and cheer me on, though, so in that, I'm blessed.

It is not goodbye forever to my coworkers since my sons will be attending school there. But it does mean that I am leaving the place I've called 'home' for 12 years for 200 days a year, at least 6 hours a day. It is the place where I was teaching when I met my fiance, when I got married, through two pregnancies and births, and two bouts with Post-Partum Depression. It is the school that supported me as my grandmother died, and through 2 surgeries for each parent. The faculty are the people with whom I I wanted to share my joys, sorrows, frustrations, and heartaches with, and into which I put much blood, sweat, and tears.

There are still tears unshed, I know. As a teacher, I go through a 'blue' time each summer as I hand off one group of students to the next grade. This year I'm not only handing off my students, I'm also handing off my coworkers, my classroom, my place of comfort and handiwork. I know I'll be just fine and that God has ordained this process and will continue to. Even so, I would appreciate your prayers as I embark on this new journey.

And if any of my Shoemaker gals read this, I will ALWAYS consider myself one of you, and hold a special place for you in my heart!! I love you!


Mel said...

it definately sounds as if things are changing for you...I am praying for a smooth blessed transition!!!

dddiva said...

Prayers of course- Change can be as wonderful as we let it, and I am sure you will make the most of your new move. *hugs*

Lisa B. said...

That was such a great post, even though it made me cry. I am going to miss you so much! I always knew that if I was having a rough time with anything that I could come to you and you would help. Even if you didn't know what to say but "I know, it's okay", you always made me feel better. My very first interaction with you when I came to Shoemaker is one I will never forget. I was upset because B. was at a new babysitter for one of the first times, and he had cried hysterically. I was so upset and felt like a bad mother. When I told you about it you told me I could come to your room anytime and cry. You said you had been there before and that you might just cry wtih me. That was so sweet and meant so much at that moment. It was such a true testament to who you are. Now, as I sit here crying AGAIN...just know that I love you, no matter where you are!!