Monday, June 27, 2011

I love my job.

My job that exhausts me. My job that haunts my dreams. My job that consumes so much of my life I rarely go out anymore. My job that drains me of all my energy. My job that robs me of my weekends and weeknights. My job that takes away any sense of schedule security.

My job that changes lives. My job that allows me to build relationships. My job that puts me out on the sports field every Saturday cheering on students. My job that confirms we all deserve second chances (or third, fourth, fifth, sixth...). My job that keeps life in perspective. My job that reminds me even small things can make a big difference. My job that promises hope in spite of regret; strength despite our weaknesses.

3 comments:

Ashley said...

your an awesome girl taylor, few people can do what you do with a good attitude! keep rockin it ;)

Cindy said...

You are amazing, Taylor. :) <3 You're a genuine soul who cares and works hard to be the difference in someone's life. Stay strong!

xoxo
Cindy

P.S. - What does totes mean? LOL

A Lost Feather said...

if i could have said 1 of the nice things you have to say about your job about my old job.. i miiiiight still be there.. but i could not, so i am not :)

ahhh. loving your job is SO important. we spend way too much time at work to be miserable there!

ooo and the huuuuge nutella? don't feel bad.. i didn't buy it hehe.. it was $60! it probably saves money over time, but i couldn't bring myself to buy $60 worth of nutella!