I was transferred to a new school this year, because the funding for my position last year was cut from the district budget. I went to a grade level that I love, though, and a school with large classrooms, ample space, and talented teachers. I was excited when I got the news.
A large part of me was sad, though, because I really loved my school and co-workers from last year (my first in the district). Would I develop friendships as genuine as those I had before? Would the drive ever seem "automatic," and would I find special places along the route to grab coffee, snacks, or lunch?
Nearly 7 months have passed since I started the "new" job, and I am finally feeling "at home." I have a routine, I've gotten to know my fellow teachers, and I am invested in the best interests of our building, our mission, and our students.
I know that God wants me here, just as He wanted me at my former building last year. I guess that home is where you learn to enjoy the blessings around you.
MWM Turns 30
Thursday, January 28, 2010
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