It's after midnight and I'm putting the finishing touches on a project for work tomorrow. Amazingly, I don't really mind the late hour. I'm sure some of it is the novelty of a new job, but I think it's mostly because I'm so glad to not be teaching!
As I dropped my daughters off at school this morning, one of the teachers who was on duty in the parking lot asked me if I missed being there. Mmmmm...nope! Not at all. Not even for a second. I get plenty of "kid" attention from my own children and their friends. Maybe in a few years, when my children are grown and I'm not as eager to explore life's possibilities, I'll long for my days in the classroom. Who knows, perhaps I'll return to the classroom eventually. I won't rule it out entirely.
I just know that with each day that passes, I am more and more grateful for finding the courage to take a few steps back and change direction. I feel productive, useful, appreciated, and encouraged to believe in my abilities and talents.