Monday 23 July 2012

Half of Me

I only wish I was referring to my weight.  No, not quite, that's still a road I travel sincerely unmotivated, but progress there is at least something you can see, even if it is only on a scale. 

The other day on the news, I saw that there were in some cities in the United States, Police Officers and Firefighters only being paid minimum wage.  This news - as news often does, made me so sad.  A little clump of nerves or maybe fear clumped up in my throat and I thought to myself...at least I have a job to go back to.  I am a teacher...yes, we the favored who receive the longest annual vacation out of all of the jobs our peers do.  It has its ups and downs, but overall, I like my job, I like my students and I like the school. 

Without getting too detail oriented, the school I work for through no fault of its own, is facing possible closure. Our administration assures us that we will have jobs in September, but from the facts we know, it's hard to know if we will have jobs in October, November, December and so on.  So, I have come to a fork in the road.  A true fork, one of the clearest ones I can ever remember facing.  Perhaps the reason I feel it so sharply, is it may be the only time in my life that a fork in the road has not only affected my life, but my children and family as well.  No, I'm not the only provider in the house, but I do carry at least 40% of that burden on my shoulders - and though there are two distinct paths, I find myself sitting at the road sign, unsure of which way to go. Do I stay, or do I go? How do people make these choices? I should probably feel blessed there is a choice, but it feels like I am staring at two doors, and you can't tell what is behind them.  

So, where do we go from here?

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