Nothing stays the same, but change. -my mom
I have been wondering a lot lately about the choices I have made in my past. We make choices everyday, all the time. Coffee or tea. What to have for lunch? Where to live? Do I go on a date with him? Do I go on another date with him? Do I marry him? Do I go right or left? What job should I do? Kids? What shoes to wear? What time to go to bed? Do I like my hair color? Choices. Everyday. All the time. Some of the more important ones for myself have included: My education. Where I want to live. Do I buy or rent? Friendships. My job. What about my insurance? Relationship. Financial issues. Parents.
I am at a time during my life where I can make big changes. I am graduating in May. Once I have my teaching certification I can move anywhere. Should I go across the country? Around the world? Do I stay local (where a lot of my family is centered). I don’t have a house payment holding me down. I don’t have children. I have the option to leave. I came into this town almost 8 years ago as a college freshmen. I thought I would complete my 4 years as a college student in a college town and then move. That track changed pretty quickly. My sister and her husband lived here. We are very close (even if there are times when we don’t talk as much as we would like, I love her and she is my best friend). Then my mom and pops moved here. I have lived with them on and off over the years, and I honestly imagine not living in the same town as them. They are my rock and my best friends. After I graduated I found a few jobs, and living with my ex-boyfriend at the time. I thought life was good, but I knew I was missing something. My career. I believe that your career does define you (along with many other traits). Then the time came, do I stay here…or do I move?
I decided to do the most logical thing, I sent in my application to go back to school. I was wishing and praying to be accepted in the Elementary Education program. I remember the day I found out I was accepted. Ironically, I was wearing the Hawk’s colors of black and gold…and I knew it was meant to be. I was going to become a teacher.
Now that I am almost done with my program the question is up again, do I stay or do I go? Some items have stayed the same, others have changed. Now my sister and her husband have a beautiful home filled with my amazing 5 year old niece, and crazy (but adorable) 2 year old niece and nephew who are twins. I have 4 other nephews that are hours away from me, and I miss them like crazy. How could I leave these 3 munchkins? Then there are my parents. They still live here also, but over the years I have become more close with them. Which I didn’t realize would be possible….but my mom and I talk to each other almost every day. And I call my pops for advice and to just chat all the time. I need to clarify that when I say pops, that means my step-dad. He came into my life as a blind date for my mom. My older sister and his daughter set them up on a date, and they have been together ever since. I was only 12 and he jumped in. What an awesome time to “gain” a daughter. Yes, he and I have had our bad moments in the past, but I adore this man and I never want to think about him not being my dad.
As for my career…I am of course working on my teaching certification but to pay the bills I have been working for the city for the past 2 and a half years. I work in a parking lot as a cashier. This job is wonderful. I am able to do my homework while I work, and I am offered benefits. This job has been a main reason that I have stayed here. I know that I would love to get a job locally once I graduate, but teachers don’t leave their jobs around here. The school that I am in for my classes is in a really good neighborhood and I love the community in the school. My CT told me that on day one, she could tell that I have the ability to connect with the students and I feel comfortable working with them. In a short amount of time and words this validated my choice of going back to school to become a teacher. How wonderful would it be if I was able to get a job in a school that I have already worked in for almost 6 months, and then be offered my own classroom!
Here I am in “my” 2nd grade classroom. I love these students, and they are teaching me how to become a wonderful teacher.
Making a difference…. Each day I get up, get ready, head out the door, and make my way across town to head into the classroom. I love how on the mornings that I am sleepy or cranky my students make me smile immediately and then I am in a great mood for hours after I tell them goodbye. Working with the students each day is amazing. I can see their progress. I have a rapport formed with them. I am able to create my own lesson plans and teach them. I love the fact that I am working towards my career that I can’t wait to do everyday.
So I have established myself here. I don’t own a house or a condo, I rent. I have my routines that I follow each week. I have my favorite spots to get coffee, and they know me. I have friendships that have formed since I have graduated. I feel as if I am a “townie”…not a visiting college student. One of the major questions that I feel like almost every person my age asks themselves is…”Is this all there is? Is this really going to be my life forever?” I am there. I am wondering this. I am happy currently. I love the way my has formed into what it is now. But is this really all there is? Do I want more? Or do I stay with what I know? If it is about comfort only, I stay. I graduate and find a job at a local school. I buy a house and continue to live in this town until…well for the years to come. If I move and leave, wow….I’m not sure if I am ready to even have those thoughts to come out into written words. I would guess by this feeling alone that I am ready to stay here. To be an official townie. This town, that was once seen as a college town to me would then become my official home. I think I am ready for this step. For this moment.
How do you know when you are ready to settle? Which I do not like using that word..settle…it seems like you are just letting things happen because it is the easy way out. When really, if you settle you could have thought out your choices and then make the best option for your life. Why is that considered settling? I would rather say decide, confirm, or establish. Yes, I believe I want to establish my life in the current town I am in.
until again, alc