Friends,
Once again I find my life in transition, leaving what was temporarily home for a new, unfamiliar destination. Each time my life is uprooted I am reminded of the many aspects of life I take for granted. If there comes a time when I choose settle in one location, my hope is that this recurring lesson will help me fully appreciate what I might have.
Leaving Phoenix was like those near death experiences where people describe their lives as flashing before their eyes. As I pulled away from the city, every site I passed brought forth a memory from the past two years. It took long enough to set in, but in this moment I felt the finality of my departure and it upset me considerably.
I never imagined it would be so difficult to leave Phoenix. Many of my readers may not realize this, because I try not to use this blog as a whining post, but transitioning to anew city while learning the art of teaching was an incredibly challenging experience. As ambitious and driven as I am, there were times when the stress drove me the brink of quitting.
There is still a coffee shop I frequented during my first year teaching that turns my stomach every time I walk through its doors. I suppose I logged too many hours there lesson planning and fretting over the state of my classroom. For the longest time this negative energy permeated all I associated with teaching, whether people or physical places.
However, four days ago, when I saw the Phoenix’s humble skyline fade in my rearview mirror, I realized how lucky I was to have such an experience. I grew in more ways imaginable because I was stretch beyond what I thought I could bear. At times, I did not handle the stress with the grace I should have, but we all learn from these mistakes. It is maturation.
Most of all I recognize the quality people I was surrounded with during my time in Teach for America. I have no doubt that one day many of their names will be prefaced with phrases such as “Chief Justice” or “President” or, most important of all, “Word Trivia Champion”. I can only hope that they regard our friendship with at least half the value I place on it – at least enough to let me ride their coattails.
I suppose this post serves as a simple thank you to those who invested the time and energy getting to know me over the course of two years. I could never express the full appreciation I have for those who entrusted me with a piece of their lives and who, in return, walked with me through the fears and growing pains associated with new places and new adventures.
May the good memories serve us with a smile when needed and the difficult times be reflected upon and learned from. I wish you all the best in whatever the future may hold.
Until we are meet again,
Taylor