My siblings know that I won’t do something if I don’t want to (and I drove them nuts), but now I have a husband who is “pushy” in a kind and helpful way. Last summer when I had a job that I had tried every ladder to move up, but there was no upward mobility, and my husband told me, “Quit! I know you can find a full-time teaching job.” Stephen is not annoy-pushy, but he is firm and kind-pushy. If he thinks I should do something, he encourages me until I think I can do it. I didn’t have as much confidence as my husband, but I believed him, so I resigned my job at the end of the summer semester, and then started the full-time job of job hunting.
Job-hunting takes so much emotional energy it IS a full-time job, and I started filling out teacher applications for the final round of hiring in schools for the start of school. I tried some school districts and also the Catholic Diocese in my area. I applied to the Diocese in my area because I didn’t want to have to drive 25 miles to work anymore; however, the next day I also applied to the Diocese a little farther away…and I saw results I had NEVER seen before.
At the start of August, there’s a final round of hiring; I had never felt stable enough to wait for that round of hiring, and I would just settle and take a lesser job. Not last summer! My husband pushed me in a kind and firm way to just try, and this time there were different results than before…
After I submitted the second Diocese application (after seeing they had at least sixteen openings), twenty minutes later I got a call for an interview! A half an hour later, as I was driving to the viewing of a Russian musical, I received another call for a different interview. I had never had results like that to an application. NEVER. A couple hours later I received an interview request via email and then the next day another call for an interview. A few days later I did all the interviews, receiving helpful feedback, such as “You are a quality candidate!” Then then waiting game started…
A few days later, I heard back from the school I had connected the most with, and they offered me a job teaching Language Arts and Literature to middle school students. The job was still 25 miles from home, but my husband works in a town half-way to work, so we get to commute together and it feels closer!
For the last four months, I’ve been teaching 115 5th-8th graders how to write, so that is why I have not been blogging much, but now I feel like I’m getting the hang of teaching middle schoolers again. Stephen knew I could teach again, and he helped me believe it. He helps me believe it every day as I grow stronger and more peaceful in my field. Stephen has the right kind of helpful-pushy, and I love him SO much.