make your move
So... I'm getting braces.
To make a long story short, I was THISCLOSE to getting them when I was about 13 but then because of finances, my parents decided against it. Of course at the time I was overjoyed, the thought of metal in my mouth at that pivotal age of seeking acceptance a horrifying thought. Now in retrospect, I wish I could time travel backwards and endure those two years during my adolescence. Because now I get to do it at 24 years old.
Yes, it's a pain. However, my smile has always been something of a HUGE insecurity for me, and the payoff at the end will be huge. I've chosen to get my students involved rather than take the time to worry about what they'll think by letting them have say in what color bands I get each month. Could be scary, but I'm just an AWESOME teacher like that. The first in a series of appointments start tomorrow, and in a few weeks I have to get four teeth extracted. Guess it's just a tooth party in there and some need to evacuate the dance floor.
Just got a call from new school saying the previous teacher is out and the classroom is finally ready for me to move into. Positively giddy! It's a smaller space than I'm used to, but the most important thing is that it's mine... all mine. Three months ago I thought for sure I'd be spending this year subbing to make ends meet. I'm in awe about how God worked this all out. Being back home has finally settled as my reality, and I'm anxious to get this school year started. My time in Wenatchee almost seems like a dream, now that I'm back exactly where I was a year and half ago. However, I'm growing more and more excited about making this new step different.. a new era. It's easy for me to fear that I'm going backwards in time, but I'm trying hard to fight it. I need to remember how much I've changed, and what I've been through.
This place may be familiar, but my path is brand new.