...you're not going that way! These words are from a book that is illustrated by an artist (Mary Engelbreit) that I love. I first came across the book in college at a transition time in my life. I have returned to it a time or two since then as other transitions have come my way. I thought of it again this week as I received the letter from Jordan School District that I knew was coming. I took a year leave of absence from my job when we moved knowing that after a year, I would be resigning. The time has come to resign, and honestly, it is harder than I thought. I loved my job. I loved the people I worked with--the staff and the kids. I worked for seven years and had some great experiences. It was challenging. It was fun. It was rewarding. It was exciting. It was something new every day. I learned a lot. I was an expert (although sometimes I didn't really feel very expert), and I really liked that. People looked to me to solve problems and to know things. I was pretty darn good at it. Some days I miss it. Some days I don't. Now I'm taking some time to be the mom, and someday I'll go back and probably be better at being a school psychologist than ever. I wrote my letter of resignation, signed it, and will be sending it in the morning. For now, I'm going to "keep putting one foot in front of the other--and taking [my] life day by day" just like the book says. I'll be looking forward, not back, because I'm not going that way!
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
don't look back...
...you're not going that way! These words are from a book that is illustrated by an artist (Mary Engelbreit) that I love. I first came across the book in college at a transition time in my life. I have returned to it a time or two since then as other transitions have come my way. I thought of it again this week as I received the letter from Jordan School District that I knew was coming. I took a year leave of absence from my job when we moved knowing that after a year, I would be resigning. The time has come to resign, and honestly, it is harder than I thought. I loved my job. I loved the people I worked with--the staff and the kids. I worked for seven years and had some great experiences. It was challenging. It was fun. It was rewarding. It was exciting. It was something new every day. I learned a lot. I was an expert (although sometimes I didn't really feel very expert), and I really liked that. People looked to me to solve problems and to know things. I was pretty darn good at it. Some days I miss it. Some days I don't. Now I'm taking some time to be the mom, and someday I'll go back and probably be better at being a school psychologist than ever. I wrote my letter of resignation, signed it, and will be sending it in the morning. For now, I'm going to "keep putting one foot in front of the other--and taking [my] life day by day" just like the book says. I'll be looking forward, not back, because I'm not going that way!
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3 comments:
Oh, that makes me sad...you are greatly missed around here. You don't have to look back, but you can't forget us out here in the west. I miss you every day of work, but I can tell you are doing great at the mom thing. Enjoy every day with those cuties.
Officially quitting (professional)work is a hard thing to do; I remember well my final visit with my boss and filling out all the accompanying paperwork. It totally represents a new season in your life -- its a good one, and much more challenging in so many ways -- you're doing great!
I love Mary Englebert, I'll have to look at that book. I think it's a lot harder to be a full time mom than work full time, I commend you for your efforts, it is a sacrifice, but one that will make a huge difference in your life and the lives of your children.
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