After three years of home-educating my children and being out of the workforce, I went back to work. Yesterday. It wasn't easy or convenient or without challenges. But it was satisfying. I did what I was meant to do. I taught my first class at a local university. The students, whether there by choice or necessity, were engaged and involved. Open dialogue gave way to an exchange of ideas. And it motivated me.
At the end of a very long day, I went to bed with aching feet (it's been a while since I've trekked across a college campus), a sense of satisfaction, and a knowing. "I'm doing it! I'm actually doing it!" I said to myself say as the first class ended. The "it" of hopes and dreams and what-ifs. The "it" of trying and failing and trying again.
I know that this is what I was meant to do and that I am where I'm supposed to be - at least for now. The many paths of my life converge on this moment. And after much seeking, I can rest.
Are you doing what you were created to do? Are you fulfilled? Satisfied? Contented? If so, revel in it. If not, go after it. Whatever it is. It's out there and it's waiting for you.
Until next time...