So As of this morning, I am officially unemployed. I handed in my resignation letter, turned in my keys, and said a tearful farewell to teaching. I wish I was kidding about that last part, but I definitely did get choked up while talking to my principal, and cried a little. I loved my job—my coworkers, my students, just being a teacher. But I love being Liam’s mom even more. And I know myself. I would make myself miserable trying to do well at both, and I wouldn’t be able to give either the attention and time it deserved. So this is better. It’s a real leap of faith for us financially. Andy doesn’t have health insurance through work, so we have to pay for own now, . I definitely feel like this is the right choice, so we are praying and trusting that God will provide.
So for the first time since I was entering preschool, I won’t be getting ready for the start of the school year, and my schedule won’t be run around a school calendar. That’s kind of a weird feeling.
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