In January, I got offered a new job in Philadelphia with a really neat non-profit. For awhile I had been wanting a new job and had felt my time in Boston had come to an end. Boston really treated me well–I met some of the greatest friend (friends whom I consider family), I was able to grow so much within my job (learn new skills, take on new tasks, take risks) and I was able to find a really, really awesome theatre community that supported me in duress (probably more than they’ll ever know) . So, what did I do? I decided to accept the job, move 400 miles back to Lancaster, PA, where I grew up and try to forge a new phase of my life.
Within the span of three weeks, I gave notice to my job, said many a good-bye to beloved colleagues and treasured friends, packed up an entire 11 year’s worth of stuff from living in Boston, and drove 10 hours south to Pennsylvania. Looking back, I’m amazed I was able to move so quickly. But I think in the moment that’s what I had to do…I have a history of making big decisions/changes quickly. In the summer after graduating from college, I had no idea what to do with my life. I discovered AmeriCorps and through it, ReadBoston. I fell in love with ReadBoston, applied directly to it and 2 months later moved to Boston. When I applied to colleges, I fell in love with the photograph of the crewers rowing on the Susquehanna RIver and even thought I did visit the campus, I already knew from the feeling I got seeing that photograph that I would choose to go there. It’s hard to say exactly how I make these decisions, but mostly they are based on a feeling I get inside of me–it’s not quite a gut feeling, but that’s probably the closest thing to describe what I mean. It’s more of a I’m scared as hell, but this feels right and I’m pretty sure everything’s going to work out for me if I do this. (Not everything I’ve decided this quickly has turned out exactly the way I have planned, obviously, but in general, I try to trust my instincts).
Anyhow, I moved home. I had two weeks filled with trying to obtain a PA driver’s license (I pretty much had to sign away my first-born!), getting my car registered (difficult to do when you are going from a paperless (MA) state to a paper one (PA)), sleeping a lot, hiking, and trying to figure out what my new job might be like, exactly.
I’m not going to go into every detail about my new job, but almost five months into it I can say I’m really enjoying it! It’s challenging me, pushing me out of some of my comfort zones, and allowing me to meet lots of great people. It was a step up from my last job and sometimes it’s terrifying having so much responsiblity! Mostly, it’s empowering, but sometime’s stressful! Right now I’m reading lots of YA books as we’re in the middle of choosing books for the 2013 Reading Olympics. If you are looking for an excellent read, check out Marcelo in the Real World by Francisco X. Stork. Beautifully written, a compelling point of view, and just all around awesome. It really captures the many conflicting emotions that you feel as a teenager. I’m also planning our summer program, which starts NEXT week! The theme this summer is the Olympics and we’ve found some great books about teamwork/setting goals/eating well/being active, etc. Michael Phelps wrote (ok I think he assisted someone who really wrote the book) called How To Train with a T. Rex and Win 8 Gold Medals. It’s a cute little book with some nice math connections.
Spending time with family is another thing I’ve been doing A LOT of. I haven’t yet made any friends here (I kind of forgot how long it takes to make friends in a new place), so most of my social interactions revolve around family. It’s been a bit of a roller-coaster ride, as you might imagine. I really thought moving home was going to be incredibly great! with no problems! And that I was so grown up and over all of that emotional turmoil from childhood that everything would be peachy and I would get along with everyone swimmingly! HA! It’s been challenging. It’s bringing up a lot of issues that I actually thought I had resolved within myself. Clearly not. I realize I have a lot to work on and it’s going to be tough. But I guess that’s expected.
On a wonderful note, it’s been lovely in many ways to be around family again. My grandparents, who I’ve been spending a lot fo time with, are such amazing people. I already knew this, but I love hearing their stories and eating dinner with them and hearing stories about their youth. They make me want to be the best person that I can be and that’s pretty rare. I strive to be my best self around them. I love their quirks and their hobbies (puzzles, finding the best bargains, cleaning, working on model trains) inspiring. And my sisters and brother who are in the area are also pretty rad. Now that we’re for the most part “adults” it’s fun to get to know each other on this level. My parents are great too and it’s been fun to try to reestablish a close relationship with them–close both emotionally and geographically.
I decided to leave library school for the semester and probably for good. Or at least for a good, long while. With my new job taking up most of mental energy, I realized there was just no way I could learn how to do a new job and get all my schoolwork done. I was sad to drop my classes, but it was the right decision.
So, I guess that’s it for now. I’m hoping to get into the habit of writing on here MUCH more. And taking photographs again. And trying out local beers and reporting on them