I'm Free

I am free like a bird, I could fly away.

So it has happened.  I have finished my mathematics degree.  To some this may seem like a small feat but for me it has been the greatest one in my life so far.  I could not have done it without the support of my wonderful friends and family.  They carried me through this time by their prayers, thoughts and encouragements.  Wow I never thought I would be on the other side of this line in my life. As I look back across this line I feel as though I am picking up my suitcase, dusting my hands and feet of this time and moving forward, down a road which I know nothing of. But the road is beautiful and marked with an adventure that will surely be exciting, humbling, thought-provoking and filled with joy.

Now I need to find a job just like any adult would.  Why do I not want to?  Well honestly it's not that I don't want to, it's just I don't feel old enough.  Shouldn't I be young and hip, traveling the world, doing irresponsible things? I've been responsible for so long that I just, for once, want to do something irresponsible.  Ok, well Shawn and I did do one thing that was irresponsible, we bought an iPhone! What? What? Gettin' cra cra in here! Ha. Seriously, we probably need to loosen up a bit, huh? I guess to be adventurous has to be in your blood.  I am too practical to just spontaneously do something.  I wish I could be that person, but I have come to terms with the fact that I am not and so will not discuss it further.

Many doors have been shut for me as I try to find a job as a teacher.  Every time I just think to myself, this means I am getting closer to where I am suppose to be.  It's quite exciting.  It's such a romantic thought to be in a classroom with young, vibrant students who desire to learn, unfortunately this is not what I will be met with, but the thought is calming in itself and exhilarating. Where will I be, what will I do? I guess we will find out soon enough. Until that time, I am enjoying a break from the business of life.

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