Okay people...another one of the "100 Blog Topics I Hope YOU Write" topics...because I am outta ideas here!!! This one strikes a nerve. My day job vs. my passion. I followed my passion once...when I went to work for Walt Disney World. It turned out very good...I met Mike while working for the Mouse. It also turned out very bad...I realized I liked being a Guest moreso than a Cast Member. Of course, I get nostalgic for my old CM days and want to work there again...so I guess I really did like working there...
My real, true passion is to work with children. Specifically children with Special Needs. I believe that I have had a "gift"...not to toot my own horn. I am incredibly patient and understanding, or so I am told. When I was 15-16 years old...I spent my summers babysitting for a family who had a Special Needs son. I did not take care of him too often, mostly his younger brother and sister...but occasionally I did care for him. Looking back, I can't remember what he was afflicted with...but I remember being so proud when I was able to care for him. My mom was not sure I should or could...but I did it...I was determined.
The more time I spend in Michael's classroom, the more I know I am meant to do this. I NEED to go back to school. I NEED to get my degree. I NEED to get out of the Credit Union and follow my heart. I love the CU, and they are a very good company to work for...but when I was a little girl, I never answered the question "What do you want to be when you grow up?" with "A Financial Service Consultant". No. I either answered that I wanted to be a Walt Disney World Ambassador or a teacher. Of course, I could not attain the level of WDW Ambassador (I decided at the tender age of 8 that this was to be my career) but a WDW Cast Member was pretty darn close. Now I just need to work on the teacher part.
I am incredibly lucky that I have such a supportive husband. He WANTS me to quit my job. He WANTS to see me go back to school. He WANTS to see me do what I want to do, not what I have to do. There is a huge difference. I just hate that I have gotten myself into such a position where it is hard to leave a job because it pays pretty well. There are some sacrifices that are going to have to be made...and I think I am ready.
Love to All.