when things change

I can't believe it has been over a month since I posted, my apologies. My writing tends to ebb and flow, and after a year of being told what to write and read, I'm a bit rusty in the discipline of writing what I want to say and feel. I still have one major hurdle--the BCBA certification exam next month.

What went on when my proverbial pen was silent? Well, September was full of resting and working--I was able to visit my undergraduate college for Alumni weekend--and was so refreshed to reconnect with professors and friends, and reminded that I'm not crazy for basing my world view off of faith, not just facts and observable phenomena.  I also began working with an agency--one I am excited to be a part of and to learn and grow in my knowledge and skills.  September also meant substituting as a paraeducator.

Now, it's October. My favorite month of the year. I come alive when autumn draws on the trees and I cant help but drink in the golden sunsets, the blustery days and the hint of pumpkin spice. As Albert Camus aptly described "Autumn is a second spring, where every leaf is a flower". My days have been full of study sessions and rest, reminding myself that each day is important and that I don't have to know or have everything figured out, all at once.

I can't help but think back to this time last year--when I was in the beginning of the intense year, ready to quit out of sheer exhaustion. I'm so grateful for that season--the year of intense study and work that I was prepared for and prepared me for this season. Looking back, it is amazing to see how guided I have been in this field and career--how friendships opened doors and experience was invaluable. I am encouraged by how clearly the way has been paved for me to be in this field, to be entrusted with the souls who offer so much--the world so needs those with special needs.

Today, as I look ahead and prepare for the exam, knowing change is coming--I am encouraged that at some point this too, will be hindsight. A year from now I'll be able cup a steaming mug of coffee and sigh with gratitude for where I've been and where I am.