I have 7 days left at my job.
On Monday I told my superiors that I would not be returning to my job in the fall. And freedom fell over me like a longed-for rain. This is something that I have wanted for a really long time and I feel like taking this step is one of the best ways that I can start working toward my dream.
Over the past few months my husband and I have discussed the possibility of me taking some time off working in my current position and focusing my energy on what I really want to do — finish writing a book. I know there are people out there who look at this decision and say that plenty of folks write a book and work 40 hours a week…so what makes me think I need/deserve to do this?
I haven’t been healthy for a really long time. There’s nothing overtly wrong with me, but events that have transpired in the past few years (essentially the entire time I’ve been married) combined with the stress of work and just life in general have made things tough — physically and mentally. This will be a much needed break from what I was doing and will hopefully give me the time and energy to focus on who I am — a writer.
This is the right decision right now. I’ve felt it in my heart for a very long time and the support and excitement that friends and family members (who have known about this impending move) have shown encourages me. Forward motion is a good thing and that’s what I’m focusing on.
It may not be the easiest thing for us to do right now, but some of the best things in life can be the hardest to come by. I am trusting God…no matter how scary or uncertain the future looks…this is the right thing.
Now, all of this has been decided for some time, though only absolutely certain on Monday. Yesterday, we received some bad news (and rather tiresome, at this point).
My husband doesn’t currently have a job for the next school year.
Oh, isn’t Life funny?
I could cry.
I could laugh.
(I have, but it took a day.)
I don’t know what is happening around me, but there’s nothing new about that.
Forward motion. Taking steps, not just toward what I want, but who I am. There have been tears, but my world is tinged with a pure beauty — the knowledge that what is meant for me will not pass me by…even if it does decide to circle me a few times like a bird unsure of where to land.
I’ll let Babs take it from here. Because today she is appropriate, says it better, and you know me…I’m a sentimental cheeseball at heart
Thank you for your kind words after the news yesterday and your support. You all, the ones who have been there over the years, have been incredible. THANK YOU.