This year, I thought, was to be the Year of Change.
It has, so far, with 10-odd hours left, lived up to its billing. Hubby accepted a job offer in this year's 11th hour, and my current place of employ will shutter sometime in the next 6-12 months.
The second half of that sentence weighs heavily, although the very fact that I've been there nearly 60 months has me counting my blessings for all the great new things I learned and all the people I've met. But the big question is, what next?
My problem is a good one to have--I can do a lot of different things well. However, I don't have a clear idea of WHAT I want to do--and I don't know how to channel my search, because I don't know what I want my next situation to look like.
It could very well be that my next step is to stay home and get our literal and figurative house in order. Both kids have clamored to have the summer off. If there is no job, there will be no camp. But there will be volunteer or employment for my older boy. And there are opportunities for him.
In fact, there are many things going his way. He made the high school bowling team and enjoys his classes. He does not enjoy studying, which poses its own challenges. And he has his elevator posse. He's not motivated to make friends because hey, he has J and G. A mixed blessing, that. But it gives him confidence he didn't have a year or two ago.
G remains my mystery. His band teacher has developed some ways to help him in band, and he's in chorus as well as having his K buddy. I see a lot more interaction with him and his classmates than I ever saw with his big brother at the same age. But, he has big brother, and no one else, and that's hard.
We've enjoyed good times with great friends, made a couple trips to Maryland to see our besties, and I stole a great girls' weekend away with mine to Cape May--a first, hopefully not a last. And I am winding down the last of my current volunteer efforts in February. Going forward, I will be more selective about the use of my time. There will be more volunteering, but I don't know what that will look like, yet.
Praying for guidance on my new ministries. Which may actually be the same, just in different places. Again, I don't know where they are or what it will entail. Except that I will be happy to land wherever I land and happy to do whatever I am meant to do.
Because that's the way I roll.