I dream that I am teaching again, and having assigned the class independent work, I am spending time connecting with each student to see if they are grasping the material. It’s my favourite part of teaching, and I wake up wondering if I’ll ever have that feeling again. So rewarding.
It is bittersweet, growing old. Many of life’s goals have been achieved, and yet, the desire for more still exists. At least, it does for me. I’m just not sure what to do about it.
One Woman's Quest 
Ah, VJ. I love your reflections. Might it be true that you’re achieving more…in less tangible ways? By sharing yourself with us? Appreciate you! 💝💝💝
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If you were living in a third world country, you could have taught poor kids for free. But I suppose in Canada there won’t be any such kids
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For me it has been pursuing all those interests that fit with my limited physical abilities, which I have never before had time for: writing, photography, reading, and reviewing.
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hugs VJ! bittersweet indeed growing older. X
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I am set to retire next year (started my teaching career later in life), and although I look forward to time to pursue other interests, I can’t help feeling there will be a hole in my life.
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Mr. Special Educator (Retired) hears you.
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Oh, you would have been such a great Spec Ed teacher. That was my area too.
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