So, as of this Friday.. I will no longer be a culinary arts instructor.
That title has been my place, my calling, me.. For the last 8 years. It has been my driving force through my 20's. It has gotten me through self doubt and times of indescribable loneliness, fear, and depression. Throughout my life I have always struggled to find my place, to fit, to belong. It's not an emotion one can really describe, but here.. In the world of teaching, I fit. I was, I am great at what I do. And I am leaving it all behind, for now, to dive into what I hope to be even better at and belong steadfast to forever.. Being a wife & mother, whole heartedly without abandon.
This "chance" has happened upon us without warning and with definite stress and strife. It will be bringing the Hicks family back to our roots in Texarkana, a place that I've made no secret that I don't really want to be.. But Texarkana it is. I am scared and nervous and sad and excited and stressed and emotional all at the same time. I know I am a great teacher (some days more than others!!) but if I'm honest with myself, I don't know that I am a great wife or mother. I know I want to be and I strive to be, but I've always had this other place taken in
My heart and my mind and soul that's been for "my kids..my students" I still remember the name of every student I have ever taught, I still speak to some of them on a regular basis. And I love it. I love feeling like I am making some difference in this world, no matter how small.. It's something. I want to be that something, that someone to my own child and to my own husband, I want the chance to be that difference and through an obscure chance & circumstance.. God is giving me that chance- And so, as I dive head first into my 30's, it looks like this will be the decade of my life, my choices, my family.. The decade of me being exactly where God has sent me and set me up for, wherever that path may lead..
Love- S