This Story is Not Over

Do you ever have those moments where you wonder how on earth you are going to describe a feeling, when you already know an adequate adjective doesn't even exist in the first place?

No?

Well I'm having one of those moments right now.

Friends, in short, I am blown away. 

Voting closes in a few hours (see my last post for details!) and there are goosebumps on my arms when I tell you that I never, in my wildest dreams, could have imagined the support that has come from every corner of the globe. I am beyond humbled and moved by your unwavering belief in me and regardless of the outcome, I will carry the warmth of your thoughts with me for many years to come.

And just so we're clear, I'm writing this post while under a blanket and wearing sweatpants, a fleece, and fuzzy slippers in August...so you can have it on good authority that those are 100% authentic emotional goosebumps.

Just in case you were skeptical of my rock-star status circulation. 

In other news, two weeks ago I cleaned out my classroom.

I had been dreading it for weeks. 

And there may or may not have been sappy country music songs on repeat during the drive to school, because you can't exactly prepare yourself to see seven years of teaching packed into brown boxes in a corner office.

But, truth be told?

It was kind of fun.

Ok fine. 

After a good friend arrived, and after I put on my Finding Nemo hat that just happened to be on the top of the pile, and after I started finding hilarious photos of my amazing students...then it was fun.

That really surprised me.

Over these last few months, I have spent so much time pondering how I would find closure and how I would really move on and how I would take the next step in my life...that I missed the fact that I already did.

The truth is that this story is not over.

Yes, I was forced to leave a career that I love, but I have a new one that continues to stretch and challenge me with each passing day.

Yes, I had to fight back tears when I ran into students who hugged me and asked when I could come back to school, but now I have clients who are showing me how to teach in a new way.

And yes, this is so very far from the life I imagined, but what a privilege it is to be part of this most unexpected journey.

So friends, from the very bottom of my heart, please accept my most sincere gratitude. Thank you for lifting my spirits, thank you for your unwavering support and dedication, and thank you for believing in me. 

Contest or no contest, I won't let you down.