Tuesday, December 6, 2016

#SOL16:: Fly


It's been a while since I have written on the blog. And lately, I have felt compelled to start writing again about my adventures. A lot has happened since my last post, where I shared my one little word. Fly. Man, have I flown!

In the past 11 months, I have left my teaching job in San Diego. I said "until next time" (I don't believe in goodbyes!) to my closest friends. I moved to Philadelphia for the summer to be with family. And mostly recently, I have become a New York City resident and teacher. To say the least, it has been a whirlwind of laughs, meltdowns and personal growth.

It has definitely been crazy. However, it has been the best kind of crazy. You see at times I wasn't quite sure I was strong or brave enough to actually leave a steady job and a place that I called home for 9 years. But I did it. And in the process I learned a lot about myself.

I learned that life is full of the expected and the unexpected. And I am working on how I handle the unexpected. I learned that living in a fifth-floor walk up and working on the fifth floor is a great source of exercise. I learned that you don't stand too close to the curb when it raining unless you want to get soaked. I learned that the best way to build Ikea furniture is with friends. I learned  fear will inch in as soon it can. I learned that New York students are just as easy to love as my San Diego ones and they are the best tour guides. However, the most important thing I have come to realize is that no dream is too big.

Throughout this process, I truly have felt so lucky and blessed. I am lucky to have support of my family and friends through this transition. They have truly encouraged me when all I wanted to do was quit. And to be honest, I wouldn't change it for anything. When I chose the word "fly" as my one little word, I had only hoped that this move would end up the way it has. So as I begin the last month of 2016, I only hope to continue to fly.