On my last post, “What am I going to do now?” I probably should’ve added a few things…
After high school I went into the Army Reserves and was on active duty for 1 1/2 years. This time in my life was extremely difficult and I fought it the whole time. What I mean, is that I hated being on active duty(I wasn’t anywhere dangerous). I hated that I wasn’t in control of what I could and couldn’t do. I knew that when I signed up there was a “chance” that this could happen, yet after 9-11 then it happened almost right away. Although there wasn’t anything dangerous about the situation, I happened to have some bosses at the time (who were African-American) and seemed to have a prejudice against white people. I had a chief warrant officer that would say things to me like…why is an 8 ball, black and a cue ball, white? Why is a wedding dress white? Why is a monster black? He threw down an African-American history book in front of me and suggested I read it(it was not a small book). Then when it would come time for people to get passes there was discrimination against me and a few others… My point being was that, it was hard and I got through it. Did I have a choice to quit? No…I’m not a fan of Ft. Leavenworth. haha
Also, I was married. To make a long story short, it didn’t work out and I went through a divorce. It was very difficult, but I got through it. My family and friends were very supportive.
For the last couple years I was extremely sick. The doctor couldn’t find any medicine that would work for me. To make a long story short, I was in the hospital and I didn’t know if I would get through it. I did! I’m not saying I got through it on my own. It was by the grace of God that I got through it and I’m so happy for all that misery today. It helped shape me into the strong person I am today.
For the last 10 years, I have been teaching. I got into the routine of getting up, going to work, coming home. I didn’t think about, is this what I want to do? Do I even like this anymore? Does this job fulfill me?
So after being sick and realizing I might not live forever(haha). I decided I need to wake up and figure out something different and challenging. I knew I didn’t really want to teach anymore, but didn’t have a good idea on what to do…so I thought, “why not go to Cancun and teach until I figure it out?” Sounds like a brilliant idea to me! The only problem was/is, is that Cancun was the change I needed, but the job needed to change as well.
I’m not a person that when the going gets tough, I quit. I could’ve quit basic training…and yes people did! I could’ve given up when I was sick(that was the hardest thing in my life I’ve ever been through)!
My job here wasn’t tough(per se)…it was almost trying to make it snow in Cancun! It was so against my nature that it felt wrong and I was doing a disservice to me and the students. I hated every minute of it. Along with the fact of some other things that I won’t mention because I will remain professional.
My point is that the last post wasn’t to say that I just try things and leave. In fact, my intentions are to stay here. Although, if I need to go back to school for a career that I want(which will most likely be the case) then I will do that.
This trip isn’t just about the challenge of living in another country, it is helping me discover who I am and what is important to me.
This quote fits this post perfectly: