I think it finally turned out to be my year. If you would have told me this time last year how different my life would be, I don't think I would have believed you. For some reason I felt tied to the place I called home, only to realize it was holding me back. Home will always be home, but I needed to spread my wings in order to grow. I knew the career change would be daunting, but I am a week away from my probation being over and things seemed to have clicked into place. I never through I would want a job that comes with so much stress and responsibility, but I was under estimating myself.
The past nine years of the Early Years career has prepared me for this moment, slowly but surely I have built trust and relationships and started to change the culture that no one was thriving in.
Before I took a leap, I was only surviving, but in the words of Maya Angelou: "My mission in life is not merely to survive, but to thrive; and to do so with some passion, some compassion, some humor and some style." I seem to have a found a style that is working for me. 2019 and brought me back to life completely, may 2020 be a year of thriving.
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