It's 3:43...3:44 in the morning and I'm awake. Why? Probably because I spent most of the day sleeping on my way home from a short vacation with my family up in Yellowstone National Park. It was definitely a much needed vacation, but at the same time it seems like it was too much even though we left Thursday and got back Saturday.
The reason I'm awake, or at least one of them, is simply because I've been contemplating life some. Both my older sisters have been bugging me about posting because I haven't the past couple months. My excuse? Not enough time, but the real reason was the hassle. I absolutely love reading my older sister's blog as it helps to keep me updated on her life. I love how she toys around with the tools and settings and always has a picture up there. I wanted to do something of the same, but I realized this morning (in the ridiculous hour) that I'm not her. Pictures are Holly's thing, and for me, I have my words. I'm sorry for all you visual folks, but until posting pictures is less of a chore for me I'm just going to give you my words.
Now back to my contemplation of life. The past month I have been out of commission, or it's coming up on a month. I was very under the weather with my dizziness and ended up missing a whole week of work. I felt guilty about that, but this is the right time as they needed to cut back hours anyway with the stupid road construction. Basically I was surviving.
Last week or so ago I was going to a friends house because I was sick of being at home the whole time. W were having a "Leggo my Eggo" party. Before I was going I was texting my friend. He asked how I was doing and I told him I was surviving. He texted back "surviving? You mean you aren't thriving?" what a way to put it! I wasn't thriving, in fact I was in a rut.
Isn't life about moving up? Isn't it about caring for others and putting thoughts of yourself aside and going forward to make the world a better place and grasp each opportunity that comes your way?
Last Wednesday I also got my Wisdom teeth out, double whammy! I also discovered that the sedation didn't work on me and my body does not like percocet. Though I'll save that interesting experience for an entirely different time.
Remember being a kid and having your friends and grown-ups ask you what you want to be when you grow up? We all gave typical answers; fireman, veterinarian, doctor, etc. Well for me I want to be a teacher and I'm at the stage in my life where I get to make those decisions and go forward to become that. Though I'm a little upset because not a single person has asked me why I want to be a teacher.
"Savannah, why do you want to be a teacher?"
Let me tell you.
I want to be a teacher because I am ready to make a difference in the world. I have thought about other career options and nothing even came close to how I wanted to spend the rest of my life. I want to be in a job that I love and that I'm good at.
I was surprised one night when I was out with my friends after an FHE activity. My sweet friend Amity looked at me and asked if I was going to be a teacher. I don't recall ever mentioning it to her. She said that I would be really good at it, and I think she is right.
Many people, both great and not-so-great have all said that our future rests on our children. They are the ones in fifty years making the decision to go to war, to raise the gas price, to kill innocent civilians in other countries, and to make peace with each other. Don't you think our biggest investment should be in them rather then us in the now? Well that's my belief. If I can help a seven or eight year old understand what is morally right and wrong and to never give up on your beliefs, then isn't that worth my time?
Kids are smart and we hardly ever give them credit. They observe and understand so much more than we can ever know. We need to support them and believe in them if we ever hope to see our world become a better place. It all starts with one child.
The road ahead of me is scary and big. I have to be a grown up now. I don't like change and I don't like pain, but I've decided I can do this for them, the children, and not for me. As long as I know what I need to do for them, then I believe I can do anything to make it happen.
Do you know what you're supposed to do in your life? I do, or at least this is what I need to be doing now. It might change in a year, or five years, or it could change tomorrow. Whatever happens I put my faith in God; where do you put yours?
Are you just surviving? Well figure out what you feel you need to do, and then let yourself thrive!
It's 4:06 om the morning. I have missed church for a month. I will not miss tomorrow. So I better get some sleep if I plan to focus :) look for more posts. Now that I understand pictures just aren't my thing I'll be more regular and very wordy, so please bear with me!!
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