It was my first day back with students today, and I am finally remembering why it is I love my job so much. It's been a long summer. Not that I don't appreciate getting organized, researching lessons, planning, meeting up with co-workers, long walks in the garden😉, conferencing and travelling, but...I definitely prefer the direct work with students. And that is the part that makes me say so frequently, "I love my job!"
Of course, please don't presume a Fakebook world of perfectness. Every day is not the best. I have just improved my ability over time to be content. (Thank you, Paul!💕) And I have been blessed to enjoy the overall work that I do. Of course, if I focused on it, the grass could always be greener somewhere else. But...I found when I lived like that, always longing and desiring, pining away for the something else, I was never fulfilled. When I got what I thought I wanted, I didn't really want it that much anymore.
Just today, I was walking into the school. It was beautiful! Lovely breeze, cool temps, sunshine and blue skies. (FYI...it proceeded to sky-rocket to hot and humid...but for the moment, it was so appealing). I remembered a day last Spring that I was heading into a school. I saw the lawn maintenance crew at work, and I felt a tinge of jealousy. "I want to be outside mowing the lawn." Of course, fast forward to this summer, and I was scoffing at that memory as I was 2.5 miles in to endless strips of overgrown grass. Suddenly, I didn't want to be mowing the lawn anymore. I laughed as I acknowledged the memories and felt a little gratitude (however brief) for the moment of beauty as I walked from my car to the school.
And Xander came down to see me 3 times in the 2 hours she is at her school (she is in an early college program off campus). And I am so grateful that my almost 18-year-old is still so excited to see her mama in her school. (I am one fortunate lady, for sure! I do not take that for granted...even in the tough moments.) But the best part was this little tap on the shoulder I got when I was waiting out front during the bell to hug my baby and her buddy. I was a bit confused when I turned to the tapper. It was not someone I expected. But then I quickly realized my other baby girl's precious little friend had seen me in the office and made a point to come say hi, so 💕.
And one student got his driver's permit, and he had been so uninterested, but I was adamant and kept encouraging/lecturing him about it and helped him study, and you should have seen the pride in his face when he showed me his permit! #payday
I'll tell you what. I can spend 8 hours out in the garden engaged in heavily laborious tasks, and I am not nearly as exhausted as I am after a day spent working with kids...counseling or transition...it wears me out. I literally come home and pass out, and my brain is like "zombie mode" for the duration of the evening. I can hardly read, knit or post, and you KNOW that is saying something. But the payday moments like 👆...or when I tapped on the window of the car behind me in the St. Pat's pickup line and, when the Mom figured out who I was said her son "thinks (I am) the greatest thing to happen to this school." Then, my heart swells, and I know that I am doing exactly what I am supposed to be doing. And I have somehow managed to carve out my little place in the employment world with jobs I can't believe really exist. And I am so grateful that, even on the less "successful" days, I can say I am so fortunate to be exactly where I am.