The Most Simple Changes
Early this morning, at 4:00am to be exact, I woke up in a cold sweat from a very bad dream. It shook me to my core, even though I knew it was a dream, not real. It wasn't even about my kids or my husband. Nobody died. And yet... In my dream, I was called to a meeting at the very last day of the school year. I was told that I would be transferred to another school and that I would lose my position as VP. Not just that, but I would be expected to teach Grade 3. Although teaching Grade 3 is not in my wheelhouse, that was not the worst of it. The idea that I would be stripped of the position that I had worked so hard to achieve rocked me. That I wouldn't be allowed to continue to work in the same capacity as I had been for the last four years, or that I wouldn't have the opportunities that I was once afforded, forced me into a state of wakefulness when I should have been enjoying a peaceful morning sleeping in. The fact of the matter is, I've spent the last several mont...