Sometimes the Universe is listening.
In some weird form of karmic retribution I think the Universe read my last post. Only 2 months after turning 30 my life has taken a dramatic turn and so far, for the better. I turned 30 at the end of February in Barbados. It was the first trip for pure pleasure I had taken in years. It was perfect. I didn't want to come back. However I did reluctantly return to a rainy NYC and it seems the Universe had been plotting while I was away. In late January on a whim I applied to the NYC Teaching Fellows. I applied days before the deadline and knowing that I didn't even meet the college gpa requirement to qualify. But somehow after essays and interviews, I was accepted and then invited to join a pilot program for student teaching. Within 3 weeks I was thrust into a 9th grade classroom and it's been crazy, stressful, exhausting, and wonderful. For the first time in my life I am truly excited about the possibilities that lay ahead of me and the rewards I know are realistically attainable. In September I will start my first year as a special education teacher and it is crazy, stressful, exhausting, and wonderful, and exactly what I needed. So maybe the Universe was listening to my previous rants and that's some good shit indeed.
