Purpose...

I admit, it's been a hard year for me.

I've questioned several times if I am supposed to be teaching....still.
Did I take the right path? Am I at a T in the road and need to change my course? I have always LOVED my job, and know that through frustrations sometimes these feelings surface, but they never stick.

Until this year.

I don't have anything extraordinarily different- a behavior problem, new standards, or anything that might make me question. I did start the multiage program- with no system in place- so I realize that it is a challenge just to begin something completely different and new.

Been there, done that.

I have changed grade levels every 3-4 years.
I have taken on new roles in the school.
I have taught staff development.
I have taken on the mentor program.

I feel that I am used to challenges, and know what comes with them.

So why the sudden need for purpose?

It has boggled me. The past 2 weeks, however, have been great. Not great in what happens or how I feel, but that I feel I am still supposed to be here. Teaching. Inspiring. Creating fun activities to make learning more fun.

I'll be honest, I prayed about it. I know that's where my answer is coming from.

So here I am, continuing to swim among the challenges, newness, and frustrating moments that is teaching.

But this will bring it all back to perspective...

I was looking back through some of the little valentine cards the students gave me this year.
I found one, made from a recycled cereal box...

it said:
Dare Apple Teacher
Thank you for making me smartar.
Happy Valentine's Day.

Yep. I'm supposed to be here.

What brings you your purpose when you're having a tough time?
xo