It is the end of the first year of retirement. It has been an interesting journey in letting go and creating new. There is and was a push pull about ending my teaching. I loved the students, the building and teaching of curriculum, the creativity in reaching the needs of all the students. I did not like the politics, the pulling of students to be ready to test when they needed more time to process and understand or the daily push to keep going.
Teaching over time had lost its creative edge that I so loved and had made it a dream job for me. I am still glad I walked away last year but I miss the light bulb moment when a student looks at you and you know they got it. I miss the smiles, the craziness and the hard work of students working learn.
I have spent the year –
- as a part time/part year reserve teacher for someone with cancer,
- a volunteer for field trips
- a reading partner for a few gifted readers who needed a bit of a push to keep going at their level
- I read a ton of children’s books
- wrote on my blog
- reconnected with organizations I use to work with (a local wild nature center, the local arboretum, etc)
- walked around my house a bit lost
- drank tea in the cold of winter
- walked and walked and walked
- started a meet a friend on Thursday for tea –
- started knitting a small blanket but haven’t gotten to far with that
- got out my camera to start taking photos again
- and began writing fiction again
As you read down the list you can see I am slowly letting go of teaching and moving into other creative work. I hope to keep connected to students in some way for a while but I also realized that if I want to write – really write – not just my blogs. I need to settle down, close my office door and get to it.
This leads me to setting goals for year two of retirement – yeah, yeah all the house projects are still on the list – they are getting down oh so slowly but the big project is writing. Writing for me. Writing to complete the stories started. Just writing!