I mentioned in a previous post that I was getting ready to leave my job. I’ve been there for two years and now have the “two years experience required/recommended” that most teaching jobs require when you apply.
I really fell in love with my job. I love the staff and community. It fits me in every way except one: the pay.
Well the pay and the location.
It was a hard choice to leave but here I am, leaving. On Wednesday, I was able to speak to my vice-principal in person. I had a lot of anxiety over it! I don’t want to leave per-say, but I need to leave. For my own future I need to leave.
I was running around using my prep period to it’s fullest, up and down stairs, all over the place. And I saw her coming out of her office. It was our first day in the building after two months and I knew she would be very busy. So there I am, out of breath from running around and emotional and I just said it. To be closer to my family, I’m not going to be back at the school next year. And I wanted to give them as much time as possible.
She was so kind and lovely and said she would be willing to offer any reference I need and she will miss me and that I am always part of the family.
It was lovely.
Then I went upstairs and emailed the principal. He works in the other building and doesn’t really come over a lot. He was in our building on Wednesday! He popped into my class to say hi, and I asked if he got my email and he was even more emotional than my vice-principal. He seemed taken back and repeated the same sentiments as the vice principal. If I need anything just let him know and I have to do what’s best for me and my family. I will always be considered as family at the school and will be deeply missed. It was that conversation, and the emotion in his eyes and body language that almost pushed me over the edge.
He was grateful for the extremely early notice so he has time to find a replacement. And I have a feeling it will be a struggle for them to find someone. But I know the right person will come along for them!
It really did feel like I was breaking up with someone HAHA like obviously I wasn’t, but it is the end of relationships and a family for me. To be honest, and a little bit shamefully, I have never broken up with someone in person. Never face to face. Emails or texts are my go to. One person broke up with ME over a phone call. He then proceeded to ask “sooo how does that make you feel?” after. pppfffttt…
I am proud that I had at least one of my conversations in person. Even if I was maybe rambling like a crazy person and out of breath and on the verge of tears haha. It’s done and I’m proud of myself!
I then told my two closest work friends as well but no one else.
So now I am jumping feet first into this transition. Before it was just a plan but I had my job to fall back on. I am fully trusting God in his plan and feel at ease now that I have had those conversations. I am ready for the change and the new experiences that are coming my way!