I know, I know, I know. There are times you just want to be anywhere but here. Wherever your current here is. You probably would like to be somewhere else. Maybe There?
I don't know if that time is now for you. If it is, understand I've been there.
I didn't like my first October in North Carolina. The year after the great Swiss adventure.
Sometimes I forget that it wasn't even an October though. It was barely an October, the last couple days of the month when I moved here.
I started teaching on Halloween. I thought it was an awful trick, and often wondered if things would have been easier had I dressed in a witch's costume my first day (just kidding). Have you read the children's book Miss Nelson is Missing? The one where the class shows no respect for their teacher until their new teacher (or substitute) Miss Viola Swamp, dressed as a witch, comes in to stop the class hysterics. Read it. It's a good book.
My first year in NC was some of the most difficult I've had. At the time, I was just hanging on in a lot of different ways.
I'm generally an optimistic person, but I've forgotten parts of the story. I remember about the hope that comes later and the healing when the broken pieces were put back together. I can make stories wrap around to the 'all things work together for good,' which I totally believe, but what if the main parts you remember are the painful ones?
What I usually forget about that timeline is that I spent the earlier part of that month with my sweet cousins before I moved south, getting some experience subbing - not Miss Viola Swamp style.
“We sometimes choose the most locked up, dark versions of the story, but what a good friend does is turn on the lights, open the window, and remind us that there are a whole lot of ways to tell the same story.” -Shauna Niequest
The good thing about living in a place long enough to feel settled is that you usually find some good friends. You stop thinking of yourself as anonymous and force yourself into a community.
Be careful, this community might just inch its way into your life and you could never be the same. You might want to to tell your story a certain way. It might seem like there was only pain, but that is typically only half the tale.
What else is there?
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