My teeth are brushed, my hair still damp, my fan (and mind) spinning.
I’m staring at the ceiling because I can’t sleep.
My lunch is packed and in the refrigerator, my coffee mug set out on the counter, my outfit hanging by the door.
Tomorrow is the first day of my fifth year teaching.
Every year this happens — this “first day jitters” kind of deal. I’m beyond thrilled to start the year and get to know my new students. I’m always a little nervous at least, because I want to make sure I don’t forget something big to tell them or show them. The first day of middle school is huge for these kids and I’m determined to make it a positive experience!
But tonight isn’t normal first day jitters.
I’m lying here awake because I feel so incredibly grateful to be this excited about my job.
Seriously, this is like second Christmas for me.
The blessing is real, y’all — I get to go to work and teach kids about the wonders of our world. I get to show kids their own hidden talents and help them realize their potential. I get to facilitate the learning of young people who might march for civil rights, cure cancer, or go live on Mars.
I get to work with a fabulous team of human beings who are dedicated to doing what’s best for kids.
I get to wake up in the morning and know I have a job that provides me with health insurance and the ability to pay a mortgage.
I am so thankful for these things. I am so thankful for the people in my life who aren’t at school with me every day who encourage me, love me, and challenge me. I can only hope to be a conduit of blessing to those around me wherever I go.
While I definitely have first day jitters tonight, I stand in awe of so many blessings God has granted me, including the passion He wrote on my heart to educate young people.
Here’s to a brilliant fifth year, friends — full of gratitude and constant amazement.