Recently, I decided to stop teaching. I have been an educator for FORTY THREE YEARS. (Purposefully put in caps because it translates into more years than the age of many of our blog readers.) Some passages--like this--we choose. Others are thrust upon us. Amazingly, I kept my passion for teaching by switching up grade levels, trying out new methods/technology, going to workshops, mentoring others and dropping from full-time to part-time to keep from burning out. But last semester the frustrations outweighed the joy, and it was time to stop.
As I grow older and have time to be more self-and other-aware (ie not so exhausted by kids and full-time work), I see examples of people dealing with passages everywhere. I was working at the Antique Shop yesterday when one of my guy friends dropped in. "I am selling all my Civil War Re-enactment stuff," he said. I asked him why he suddenly stopped being passionate about re-enacting, which he has done for twenty-five years, and like the 'man' he is, he simply said, "I've moved on."
|Not an exaggeration|
These questions about life-changes and finding new passages will continue to stay on my mind. I still love my horses, but do not ride. There continues to be sorrow on that passage. Will spring motivate me to get on Relish? Right now, I continue to find fun in antiques--but how long will that last? Will one day the sight of an original Breyer horse in the box leave me cold?
What happens when my great health is no longer a given? My husband retires? My son and his soon-to-be wife have a child?
I can onlyhope I can face all these new changes with determination and joy.
What passages are you going through that have changed your life? Profound or small, they all matter.