And so it goes

Though I probably looked super conceited and vain on my instagram, I really felt the urge to take some self portraits yesterday.
I was sitting outside in my car, waiting for the school day to start at work. It was my last day, and I was anxious; my eyes still bearing the signs of the hours spent crying the day before.
I had read one of my favorite photography blogs, shutter sisters, that morning, where she talked about self portraiture. It seems pretty silly to have boxes (or disk space) crammed with photos of your life, your family, your food, but never the one holding the camera. This is sad for loved ones, especially.
as I sat there yesterday practicing what I would say to my students, I knew that this was one of those times I'd like to remember what my face looked like. And it's visible, to me at least, in the lines around my mouth and the focus of my eyes. The way my chin tilts. I was (am) so very sad.
We got a new headmaster at the school who wants to tighten up for accreditation, meaning that some of our unlicensed teachers have to be let go. We are a private school, so typically this hadnt been an issue.
I found out Tuesday that yesterday would be my last night.
Though I've only been there four months, I made strong connections with my students that had to be severed. That was the worst part, Aside from the fulfillment, purpose and happiness my job gave me.
I am okay though. Telling the students went well- they were sad, not happy, so that was a bitter-sweet relief! I got lots of hugs from coworkers, two great recommendations and severance pay, which really helps.
Life goes on and I am confident that I will find work soon. I have faith in God's plan for me- it's better than mine anyway.